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Ah, Suge what I tell you nigga,When I come out of jail what was I gonna doI was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, rightWatch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, niggaThe binocularsHa ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to rideGrab your bulletproof vest niggaCause it's gonna be a long oneNow me and Quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this sideThe real sideNow, on this ride there's gonna be some real mutha-fuckasAnd there's gonna be some pussysNow the real niggas gonna be the ones with money and bitchesThe pussys are gonna be the niggas on the floor bleedin'Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get trickySee you got some niggas on your sideThat say they're your friendsBut in real life they your enemiesAnd then you got some mutha-fuckas that say they your enemiesBut in real life they eyes is on your moneySee the enemies will say they trueSongtexteBut in real life those niggas will be the snitchesIt's a dirty game y'allY'all got ta be careful about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck withCause the shit get wild y'allKeep your mind on your riches, BabyKeep your mind on your riches9-1-1 it's a emergency cowards tried to murder meFrom hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of meShit I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzedNothing more I despise than a liarCowards dieMy mama told me When I was to seeJust a vicious mutha fucker while these devils left me freeI proceed to make them shiverWhen I deliverCriminal lyricsFrom a world wide mob figureThug niggas from everywhere Mr. MackaveliNiggas is waiting for some thug shit, thats what they tell meSo many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal OutlawSwitching up on you ordinary bitchesLike a south paw you get letAnd every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceasedWill be another moment ballin' as a 'G'I rip the crowd, then I start againInternally I live in sinUntill the moment that they let me breathe againThe heartz of menIn the heartz of menMy lyrical verse with so much painThat to some niggas it hurtsMy guns bustAnd if you ain't one of usIt gets worseBitch niggas get their eyes swollIn fly modeI'm a homicidal outlawAnd five-o, get your lights on, fight longTonights gonna be a fuckin' fightSo we might rollMy own homies say I'm heartlessBut I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardlessDrive-by, niggas bow downThought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out nowThrow up your hands if you thugged outFirst nigga act upFirst nigga gettin'' drugged outI can be a villian if ya let meI'll Muthafuck yaIf ya do upset meTell the cops to come and get meRip the crowd like a phone numberThen start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggaLook inside the heartz of menIn the heartz of menIn the heartz of menTo all my niggas engaged in making money in the fifty statesKeep your mind on your chips and fuck a punk bitchNo longer living in fearMy pistol close in handConvinced this is my yearLike I'm the chosen manGive me my money and label me as a donIf niggas is having problemsSmoke 'em, fire and bombI died and came back,I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crackThuggin' is in my spiritI'm lost and not knowingScar'd upBut still flowingEnergized and still goingUh, can it be fateThat makes a sick muthafucka breakOn these jealous ass coward 'cause they evil and fakeWhat will it take ?Give me that bass lineI'm feeling bombedDeath-row baby, don't be alarmedThe homie Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me start againRepresentCause I've been sentThe heartz of men
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"Heartz of Men" as written by Prince Rogers Nelson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, George Jr. Clinton, William Earl Collins, Clarence Eugene Haskins, Bernard Worrell, David Marvin Blake
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