[Intro]

Yeah Nega I'm Going Rep This Motherf**king No Limit To I D.I.E

Check This Out Nigga

I Could Gave A F**k What A Nigga Gotta Say About Me

I Could Gave A F**k What The Media Gotta Say About Me

Nigga I Ain't Got No Motherf**king English

I'm From The Hood

And You Know What?

If A Motherf**ker Come At Me They Better Come Right (you Heeeard Me?)



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Don't Make Me Act A Fool (what!)



[Verse 1]

Still Posted On The Block

Still Slangin That Coke

Still Runnin From The Cops

Still Lettin Those Bitches Know

Still F**kin With Your Made

Beause Blowin That Ganja

Uptown New Orleans Is Where Them Thugs Gonna Find Me

Rolling With Those Head Bustas

My Niggaz Spliting Wigs

A Couple F**king G's Nigga It Can Get Did

Straight From The Hood

And I Represent The Street

Send Money To The Pen

Still F**king With C (okay!)

R.I.P. To The Niggaz In The Motherf**king Dirt

When I Look Into Their Momma's Eyes I Still See The Hurt

What A Nigga Supposed To Do When His Boy Get Shot?

Put The Bullets In The Can And Let That Motherf**ker Pop



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[Verse 3]

Thug Girls, I Put My Name On Them

Me And Jon's Like The Lakers

Going For Three Rings In The Game On Them

We Ain't Done Til It's A Dun-dadda

And I Got My Own Lable So F**k Gucci And Prada Nigga

I'm Underated Like Sam Cassell

But When The Playoffs Come Nigga I'm Gunna Be There

Can't Fall Off Because A Nigga Ain't Average

F**k The I.R.S. A Nigga Still Got Cabbage

Know How To Play The Game Because The Nigga Is A Baller

Lil Jon With The Beat (jeah!) And Now Them Hoes Wanna Call Ya

I Ain't Michael Jackson The P Won't Quit

I'd Rather Be Judged By 12 Than Carried By 6



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[Verse 4]

I Still Walk Through The Hood By Motherf**king Myself

And If I Have Some Beef Nigga I Don't Need Know Help

A Nega Ain't Puffy And A Nigga Ain't Ma$e

So Give Me 50-fe