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[EDI - Talking]Uh, time done came, maintainThis for all them niggaz in the game, you know? hustlin, street lifeGettin that money, niggaz gotta maintain, you know? Holla! (yeah)[Napolean - Verse 1]The streets is a mother fucker, and I done said it beforeDrive-bys, crack heads knockin at your front doorAll them race for the money at the end of the roadFully-loaded by my waist, I`m bout to explodeI`m on a mission for the money, ain`t shit funnyPut a hole in your tummy, leave you smellin like a mummyYou crossed the game that the streets don`t likeAnd fuckin with the Outlawz will get you killed tonightI guzzle my pipe and think about the shit I ain`t never had (uh-huh)Just write my frustrations on my notepadAnd life ain`t nothin but a toe-tagWhen I was three years old, I done known that[Supreme C - Verse 2]And yo the game got a nigga fucked upI don`t know who to trust, but I know just who to bust (bow)Change your main form to ashes to dustMinds stay corrupt, I`m a killa in the cutI crush any competitor, writin back his editorLeave your body leakin, it`s Supreme C speakinPledge you then a edge you on, yo you just a pawnYou`re runnin with the big boys, one move you`re goneI`m explosive when my rap over-dosesLabel me ferocious on `Wanted` signs postedSee me on the screen like blood on murder scenesMidnight screams, sharp-shooter teamThe williest, silliest, but yet I`m dead seriousHate me with a passion up in the club mashinFoul minds, I`m in your ears like a loud nineHoldin off screamin, yeah niggaz it`s about timeIt`s on again, got a brother feelin born againI swore to win then, naturally my order`s inRecorded and stated, let the record show I made itThis dated when we blewin, and how you mother fuckers tradedOutlawz![Chorus - Napolean & EDI]Gettin that money it ain`t no tellin man (ain`t no tellin)You hustlin and strugglin and niggaz say you changed (huh)One time, knockin they hotter with change (with change)They eyes was watchin, but still we maintain (maintain)Your baby momma gone say she want some change (ain`t that a bitch)Niggaz used to know, since you rollin game (oh)Fuckin with that money now your brain tameYou fuckin the game and yo we maintain![Young Noble - Verse 3]And you ain`t never had a nigga that`ll die for youAnd you ain`t never had a nigga that`ll cry for youAnd you ain`t never had a nigga that`ll pay your rentAnd you ain`t never know niggaz that was truly legitAnd you ain`t never had soldiers that`ll hold you downAnd you ain`t never know killers that loan you poundsAnd you ain`t never had bitches that`ll fuck the clanBetter yet, have bitches that`ll fuck your manAnd you ain`t never had soldiers to floss the weekYou couldn`t hustle down the way nor walk the beatAnd you ain`t never had a clique that was thorough and toughAnd you ain`t never know Yak and Pac so give it up![Kastro - Verse 4]I love bitches and all types of fast cars (hahaha...me too)Loud guns, money-runs, and those strip barsWe watch the sun turn to stars, back to sun againI put a box under rocks to dump a body inAnd I swin in sin, couldn`t pretend it`s all wellMy world is a jail cell, I can`t seem to find bailWe gas up, trouble, bubble in my belly (uh)Every body knew it but ain`t nobody try to tell meWe maintain!Chorus[Mil - Verse 5]I`m a hell-raisin nigga and I`ll burn the place up (Mil)The streets made me, look at me now and I`m straighten upWhen I rolled on your block, all I see is your pumpWhen you roll through my hood, niggaz`ll fuck you upYou`re weak, won`t live long, niggaz rely on luckSpeak it cheap-goin nigga, I got the heart of a thugLeave your pillow like a puddle of a bloodAnd I`m gonna show you how it is to stomp and never been love at all[EDI - Verse 6]Every day I`m stuck in this game so I got to play itYeah I made up my bed so I got to lay in itThere`s only one way out, limo, window tintedMy momma prayin daily for my spiritFuck that! I`m here to stay nigga deal with itAnd I`m one of the real niggaz that`s actually real with itMeals, I`m gonna get it, but it`s about what happens when I get itWill these niggaz come clackin for my trinkets? Think it`s a joke?Part it out while I kick it and smokeWe live on the ropes, triple-beam hopesSimple schemes broke, two minutes to go aloneFall or come up, fuck it, stack ones upI keep my guns up, for these killersMy eyes on these bitchesAnd when it`s me and the law, shit I`m the first to drawMaintain, till the end of the gameMaintain, till the end of the game, you hear me man?Chorus x 2[Kastro - talking over second chorus]Fuck that! Fuck that!Fuck you too baby! Fuck all y`all niggazI`m on some maintain shitAll my money gettin niggaz maintainMost of the time, niggaz get money and only last for like a yearI`m tryin to have money for twenty years, thirty years, forty yearsIt`s called a general, It`s easy to get money in your pocket nigga, but can you keep it?Can you maintain?

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