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by Trapp with 2Pac & The Notorious B.I.G.
Lyrics by: Trapp
# Debut Chart
77 Apr '97 Hot 100
35 Apr '97 R&B

Lyrics

Check it I grew up a fucking screwup Got introduced to the game Got a ounce and fucking blew up


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Chopping rocks overnight The nigga Biggie Smalls trying Ta turn into the black Frank White It's a red light How many homies gotta die tonight Oh, yeah, stop the gunfight I can feel it Somebody's trying to start up a fight Come on and keep game, uh oh But you cannot cease the blame And if you ask me, it's a damn shame We be taking lives that we can't replace Over B.S. that don't make sense We gotta get better than this We study fighting at our own risk It was something we could resist It's a red light We had to grow dreads To change our description Two cops on the milk box missing Show they toes You know they got stepped on A fist full of bullets A chest full of Teflon Run from the police, picture that Nigga I'm too fat I fuck around and Catch a asthma attack That's why I bust back It don't phase me When he drop, take his glock And I'm Swayze Summer break, my escape Sold the glock, bought some weight Laid back, I got some money to make Motherfucker From the five-oh Ducking and dodging in my survival The Benzo and I let off with my nine I'm moving swifter Than the next nigga No time for sex 'Cause in my mind All I wonder is who's next Nigga, my homey slipped And now he pays the price He did a drive-by, sixteen Now he's doin' triple life Tell me is it me or my upbringing I split that dove shit Nigga motherfuck singing I hope you got your Timberlands on tight 'Cause I ain't givin' up I'd rather duck these Motherfuckers all night I'm running through The projects, beyotch They'll never catch me Cause I'm loc'd and trigger happy On the sneotch Don't say you never heard of me Till they murder me, I'm a legend Do Thug Niggas go to heaven I'm rolling with the thorough heads We getting ghost on them hoes and yo I got no love for the five-oh I'm running from the police Stop the gunfight I can feel it Somebody's trying to Start up a fight Come on and keep game, uh oh But you cannot cease the blame And if you ask me, it's a damn shame We be taking lives that we can't replace You got swishes in your system Juice up in you Now you're ready to get loose Over what he said Over what she said Now somebody gotta end up dead

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