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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeGrew Up
Ohhhh! ahhh!Verse:So what i grew up with them niggazI aint stuck wit them niggazWe from the same hoodBut i dont fuck wit them niggazIf shit pop offI touch one of them niggazCut one of them niggazPoke one of them niggazBeg for mercy number 4"i'm so hood"First lp 10 million sold im so goodI thought niggaz would love to see me shineBut its makin them sickTo see me gettin minesGot that benz, got that bentley and the new bugattiGot the range after partin wit the new ferrariIf its makin you sickTo see me blow im sorryDude we used to be coolBut i aint stuck wit you niggaI grew up wit you niggaBut i dont fuck wit you niggaGot shot in the backDen turned around and got shot in the eyeLabels tupac lay down and dieThere's a message in my music can you hear it god?The mans never gonna blowAnother reason whyThis disease infestedWhen i spit it any nigga can get itPunks frontin' in they rhymesThat ass'll be flatlined"can't we all just get along we used to be friends?"Nah, fuck that manWe used to pretendThese niggaz is comediansI thought i was tight funny5 called tellin "niggaz mugged me"Bet on my new surreal shitWould you bail a nigga out sonIf you niggaz knew he was tryin to kill youAnd wouldnt let you hold a gun?Think about itHaha ha!Aw man,Im havin too much fun with this rap shit manI love this shit man
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