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Ever since my early teens I've been a loc on these
streets
'Gold is for 24 I go for broke on these streets
My flow is a young Mike Tyson I put the hit on niggas
And even when I'm countin off I still spit on niggaz
No super friends I smoke purple stuff alone in my room
That cush made me leave my body I was gone in my room
Mad swangas, to mo no blocks, I switch cars like socks
Either it's somethin with the roof missin, or a hard
white top

Remember me, I'm the one they laughed at in all my
classes
Now what they spend on a house I blow on designer
glasses
Even without a platinum plaque, this ain't cappin,
I'm just tellin you what my life like, so this ain't
rappin
Don't you ever tell the captain, that my money ain't
right
I'm a have to pay money, to spray money, cause money
ain't right
No more throwin no bodies, so I can stand on these
streets
I got an army behind me, cause I'm the man on these
streets

I did some time locked down, but now I'm back on these
streets
Here to save ya'll from all this wack rap on these
streets
I left ya'll with I'm Still Livin, provin I wasn't dead
If you wonder why I'm out early, my lawyer got his
bread

Much love to my industry homies, who didn't forget
about me
Paul Wall, Pimp C and my partner Flip-eraci

But since I do business with Rap A Lot the feds watch
me
But I'm like Shaq up under the backboards you can't
stop me
When I was hustlin no police could find a rock near me
Now that I ain't hustlin they can see all of my rocks
clearly
B S foldas, ava smokas, these are of Joseph
Known to catch you in the club flee and make women
wanna come closer
Homie don't get it twisted cause you see me on a poster
You disrespect me, the magnum come out the holsta like
it's 'sposed ta

I don't give a f**k cause I'm the man on these streets
I'm a hitman, whatever I'm aimin at I hit man
After I hit her she can't stand up without a kickstand
Not a special kind of fool, just hit her with the mule
If she find the itch to set me up, I'll hit her with
the tool
I got a daughter to raise, I ain't tryin to leave
Plus all this money I'm makin you think I ain't tryin
to breathe
Inhale exhale... now that's better
Over 800, 000 independent now that's chedder

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Songwriter(s): Yafeu Fula, Duane S. Hitchings, Franne Golde, Dennis Lambert, Bruce Washington, Nicholas Audino, Tupac Shakur, Lewis Hughes, Randy S. Jefferson
Publisher(s): Emi Blackwood Music Inc., Joshua'S Dream Music, Songs Of Universal Inc., Publishing Designee, Gimmie Mindz Music, Careers-bmg Music Pu
Record Label(s): 2008 Rap A Lot
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