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Uh, yeah Artificial official drug dealer Made a million thug, wanna be a killer Court room seat filler And I over see villa water front Won't blink Think of Martin Luther King, we shall overcome G3, layin' every bad bitch you wanna cuff Get the run for they money Havi'g fun for the money UGK Alumni Yeah that's how I run my shit Sittin' in the Bentley make her sell a Hyundai Take extraordinary measures to some temporary pleasures And my view from the pool say the world could be better To the naked eye bunch of naked thighs, naked asses They fake and they don't matter, pretty titties out dancin' And I leave the advance of the young black man But my flesh ain't as strong and my mind is man Wanna make it great again when the time is man 400 years later motherfuckers still playin' Like the cotton fields, some wounds time never heals Tossin' culture and religion to the side, gave us hits Askin' God with the perfect pair of ties at the service Every sermon all I hear is what I owe and what he earn Letras de cancionesSeems that the world turnin' like the whole world burnin' Leavin' hell here and this shit just gettin' worse every year Hell ya, say money, hoes, cars, clothes What my life was all about but that's before I thought about it What the world would be like when my daughter 25 Would I prevent or contribute to my grandson dyin' Like my nigga Thugga daughter I was motherfuckin' tired Dead asleep when the meal came, I ain't never had shit But the dream that the team live above average Multi million dollar mansion, million plus advances He knowin' the advancement and takin' our chances And knowin' they'd rather see me in prison than at Stanford I swear Yeah, yeah Know they'd rather see me in prison than at Stanford I swear, yeah-yeah Woah-uh-huh I was motherfuckin' tired and I swear I was motherfuckin' tired and I swear Yeah She asked me (?) Been a long ride (?) Everybody couldn't do this shit And look at me I still look good as a girl, God damn Hahahaha All I need is a good (?) I'll be alright You know? You wish you had my mother fucking 6 pack though So you know I'm saying (?) Hahahaha Get it how you live nigga Get do or die partna Love and loyalty What we put together no body could bring it above me You know what I mean Hustle Gang over everything, Yeah P$C (Pimp Squad Clique) (?) Straight up trap shit, you dig Mmmh Mmmh Now I swear From Letras Mania