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You niggaz couldn't fuck the broads I choose Couldn't push the rides that I cruise, niggaz couldn't tie my shoes I've been all around the world You niggaz ain't men, y'all are girls, niggaz couldn't bench what I curl Shouldn't be a question about your favorite rapper And my label got me questioning my favorite rapper So I, broke hard, one man gang, no squad No Cialis needed to go hard, listen It's not rappin, I'm spittin bout everythin that happened In a few bars, twenty five years get packed in No regrets til my days up Can't be Pat Ewing lookin back on that lay-up When you hood like me, you pull up in that Taurus Still turnin down pussy, you get too many offers My guards up, too many crossed us Nowadays, not enough chiefs and it's too many bosses I'm forreal wit it Everybody can't be a boss man Everybody can't have weight Somebody gotta have bags Everybody can't have a brick, somebody gotta have an O around here somewhere! Man lets just be forreal about it As if y'all needed to be reminded I don't look for trouble, I just help a nigga find it SongtexteA & R feel like everybody the one I walk around feelin like everybody my son, one Shorty feelin the God, I can't blame her And kicked down the door and came through like Kramer (word) Now find a nigga better than that I walked out the movie "Source" and started settin my trap And I don't yap about how I move wit all the guns Like a hustlers dance, can't do that where I'm from, son Talk to me, if it's about a buck, heavy cream On my Eric Bana shit, fuck everythin! They thought I would go astray, but I won't David Banner may have time to play, but I don't Cause I spit the cane wit ease And I can't just freeze not until this whole game's febreezed Muffuckas Aus Songtexte Mania