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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeATL to NYC to L.A. (ft. G-unit)
Case you ain't know, I go by the name ofAkon, and i'm fromAfrica, AfricaHome of the Gordo Island I'm from SenegalWestside Africa, AfricaSo Imma share with you on where I'm from and how I was commin upAfrica, Africa(Akon)So what you know aboutThe struggles that my people went throughSo you could live the way you live nowSo what you know aboutSeein' that brand new mother givin' away her new born childSo what you know aboutMr. Amadu Ndiaij that the senegalis cops shot downSo what you know aboutAbout how people love to presive usWhen we are comin to a brand new townNow what you know aboutGoder island where all the slaves where shipped fromWhat you know aboutBein born in America to avoid immigrationsStill from the ghettos of SenegalAfrica, AfricaComin' from the ghettos of SenegalAfrica, AfricaComin' from the ghettos of SenegalAfrica, AfricaSaid comin' from the ghettos of SenegalAfrica, AfricaSaid what you know about(Lloyd Banks)I'm from New York CityEyes on the prizeDodging the wormI'll fry your head like a project permBullets burnMy right hands in the urnHow the hell did I deserve to be placed in a situation with nobody's concernCursed the coward that's bragin and didn't clap they markHe deserve a beating faster than a fat mans heartI play my part well respectedEvery minute every secondYou'll put a dent in your budget bookin me for a record(50 Cent)In my hood when you youngYou taught to handle your biz niggaComing from where I'm from, where I'm fromStick up kids will run up in your mamma's crib niggaComin' from where I'm from where I'm fromOh this is some lil shit niggas 'll split ya fuckin weave niggaComin' from where I'm from where I'm fromExpect the convesary when your ass doin' your bid niggaComin' where I'm from where I'm from(Young Buck)Cashville is what I call homeJust know when to call onIt's every man for himselfI come from the bottomI bend a nigga behind the trigga and bend in front of the bulletBut where I'm from we don't think about it we pull itCrips and bloods in Cali got these country niggas bangin'Ain't no more hangin'Nigga what shit is u claimin'Round here money ain't comin' like it used to beCuz these teens in killin' fiends over half a g(50 Cent)In my hood when you youngYou taught to handle your biz niggaComing from where I'm from, where I'm fromStick up kids will run up in your mamma's crib niggaComin' from where I'm from where I'm fromOh this is some lil shit niggas 'll split ya fuckin weave niggaComin' from where I'm from where I'm fromExpect the convesary when your ass doin' your bid niggaComin' where I'm from where I'm from(The Game)West side compton motherfuckersThis three wheelin ass scrapin'100 Spoke gold daytonsHome of the lakersWe ridin' dubs like paytonBandana 45 cock it back hollowtips gon flyYou bitch niggas go run and hideIt's nwa till the day I diePurple haze I get highWeather I be fat i'm ready to rideAllstar game no come outside
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