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[Bookie]Check it out UhNow let me tell you a story about a nigga livin` on the edgeKinda like takin` the chances of jumpin` off the ledgeA money makerWould often get involved wit the shit thats evolvin` the streetsLookin` out for the lawsGo hang was the main thangWas definitely a reason ta get the alias flippin` and check the whole nameType a nigga that kill you dead for a nigga rockGet you thinkin` about the prophecy that money gotHotBut nigga wit the Benz and the endsNot too many friendsNo guts for the glory and the sinsTwins that he got involved wit ta make his endsBiz that would have him scared in, but took a chanceDidn`t care about his daddy Didn`t care about his brothaDidn`t care about his mamaBut he cared about them dollasA bloody world, up in the mind of a soldierTa neva die, and keep it live in your holster[Chorus]Pay niggas like ta ballBut pay niggas gots ta fallYou know it ain`t no heaven for us allVouge niggas like ta killVouge niggas like ta feelPumpin` up they muthafuckin` steelScar niggas gots ta knowScar niggas make the doughThey used ta gettin` paid from every blowBut all niggas gots ta dieAll niggas must decideIt`s what around the world they `gon reside[Kool G Rap]Uh, uhYoSpoke nigga turn thugRopin` drugs, totin` the snubFifty keys of dope in the tubEnemies soakin` in bloodCatch a open mugBodies layin` smoked in the mudIt ain`t no hope for love, get poked wit slugsPeep the nigga M.O.Deliveries in stretch limosPickups inside the big truckSwift bucks get his dick sucked>From the big buck chick that kept the fifth tuckShe hit ducks, miss puckered up before the clip sparkSwiss duck caught the duplex, navy blue leftsThe lady blew tecs, talkin` `bout who nextDaily ain`t do sex, the crew flex, cruisin` through cess20 inch chrome spin the gleamThe winnin` team, spend the creamLivin` American dreamsBrick on the triple beamPut laser beam dots on your wig top6 shots hit `til you dropStop the tick-tock6 and glocks continue ta pop Til it`s pigs for blockThey got this kid rockedWit the shit cockedShot off the Crip blockStoppin` more drug traffic than gridlockMiss notBut forced to us all10 more came into the doorWit him in the rawNo time ta waste, the safe`s in the floorTake the keys, takes a freezeBreak wit the G`d caper for cheeseGrab the G Rape her then leave wit the jackpotPut her ta sleep wit bad shotsNext day news showin` they snapshots[Bookie]Pay niggasAutomatically known wit the ballin`Wit dope for all em, smellin` the beans when they callin`Vouge niggasGangstas off the wall when they standin` tallKillin` ain`t feelins, wit extra bullets `nuf ta make em fallScar niggasWho extended it all, makin` deadly callsNiggas wit coconut balls, breakin` down the lawsBut all niggasNiggas `gon have ta die wit they eyes lookin to the skyOr lookin` to the dirt, whichever way it works

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