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rap song, grumpytroll, james legros, lyric to tupac, motherfucker, wordssong lyrics 2pac hell 4 a hustler still i rise (with outlawz), nancy allen, christian slater, by jane anderson, comedies & family ent., makaveli video, alcohol, stupid games,
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Sell your soul to get rich and run your mouth like a bitch [Chorus (2x)] Nigga we hustle the streets so lets fuck the police My enemies write don't want to see a nigga write up on his feet I got the chrome for the haters and burbs on the table Give my life for my niggas and we splittin the paper They say thuggin is the secret that help a nigga fall OZ's flippin quickly to see we never fall The grind got us strapped with 9's write on our lap The crime is a trap chop dimes of crack Hennesy got your mind if you slip you might die Penitentiaries give us time I'm fighting for mine If I die in this game send my soul to God I'm making mine in this game even though it's so hard [Chorus (2x)] Yo baby, guess who stopped by today? who? guess? Your sister came from California? mnn mnnnn. I ain't got time for all this guessin I just got home from work Come on I want you to guess, we gonna play a game Your auntee from Jersey?
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