| That’s too much weight on me
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| Uh, I’ve been dealin' with the load
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| I’ve been fuckin' with them hoes
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| Are you friend or you foes?
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| I don’t know
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| That’s too much weight on me
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| Propaganda all the way in Atlanta
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| It get real when they stamp ya
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| Can’t wait for the money 'cause the money don’t wait on me
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| I, ya, ya, ya
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| I, ya, woo, ya
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| I, ya, ya, ya-a
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| Wait
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| I, ya, ya, ya
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| I, ya, woo, ya
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| I, ya, ya-a, ya, ya
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| Don’t wait on me
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| Well respected, no one to shit, no
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| Boss shit, you see me point, well then you better get down
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| Pop sold dope, hit the weight on the way
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| Had to go and get it, couldn’t wait on the plate
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| Mistakes on the plate
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| Blang, blang on the brace
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| Gang bang on the case 'cause I stated my case
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| Only church boy with the thing on my waist
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| Gotta feed the fam
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| All my kin kids straight
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| You know pressure made the diamond
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| Clique still grindin'
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| Made it through the struggle
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| Closer to the silver linin'
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| Charged up Duracell and the Energizer
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| So I can’t sympathize ya, I gotta minimize ya
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| Now how you gonna act?
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| Ain’t even got a rearview
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| No we ain’t goin' back
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| Stay down for flex
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| Playground with the swing
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| Put a nigga out to ring
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| Plus we fuckin' with the king
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| We ain’t waitin' for a goddamn thing
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| That’s gonna mean
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| I’ve been dealin' with the load
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| I’ve been fuckin' with them hoes
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| Are you friend or you foes?
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| I don’t know
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| That’s too much weight on me
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| Propaganda all the way in Atlanta
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| It get real when they stamp ya
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| Can’t wait for the money 'cause the money don’t wait on me
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| I, ya, ya, ya
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| I, ya, woo, ya
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| I, ya, ya, ya-a
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| Wait
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| I, ya, ya, ya
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| I, ya, woo, ya
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| I, ya, ya-a, ya, ya
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| Yeah, oh, man, I’m propaganda
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| I’m the truth up out Atlanta
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| Mink black and white panda
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| Still salamander sandals
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| Some of my bitches is common
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| Got pimpin' in Puni Hana
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| New pimp on the droid
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| And I better get this number
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| And I’m throwin' these bricks like Cunningham, Randel
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| And I be up in the kettle with the dope
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| Me and L O
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| Since you think a nigga country, I’ma play you like a banjo
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| I’m smoking Cohiba’s overseas my plug Santos
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| Dro
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| I’ve been dealin' with the load
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| I’ve been fuckin' with them hoes
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| Are you friend or you foes?
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| I don’t know
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| That’s too much weight on me
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| Propaganda all the way in Atlanta
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| It get real when they stamp ya
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| Can’t wait for the money 'cause the money don’t wait on me
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| I, ya, ya, ya
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| I, ya, woo, ya
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| I, ya, ya, ya-a
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| Wait
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| I, ya, ya, ya
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| I, ya, woo, ya
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| I, ya, ya-a, ya, ya
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| Don’t wait on me
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| In the drop down, gotta get my head right
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| Too much attention, like I’m covered up in headlights
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| Live fast, living only hoping that I sped right
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| Why everybody bein' fully 'cause my bread right
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| No politickin' do 'em like a politician
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| In the ghetto with a woman, playin' side edition
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| It don’t matter, where we at, she goin' live audition
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| Real freak with a body that was fly division
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| And there was never entertainment Illuminati
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| Mark ties, you could think my name was True Gotti
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| I’m from the bottom, I forever represent the hood
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| Kickin' it hard, like a nigga tryin' to do karate
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| I know they watchin', so I’m never ballin' on a budget
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| Lord, people couldn’t stand me, other people love it
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| Anything I do at home I bet I do in public
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| Unless I’m trappin', hold up, homie, that’s a different subject
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| That’s too much weight on me
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| Uh, I’ve been dealin' with the load
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| I’ve been fuckin' with them hoes
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| Are you friend or you foes?
|
| I don’t know
|
| That’s too much weight on me
|
| Propaganda all the way in Atlanta
|
| It get real when they stamp ya
|
| Can’t wait for the money 'cause the money don’t wait on me
|
| I, ya, ya, ya
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| I, ya, woo, ya
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| I, ya, ya, ya-a
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| Wait
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| I, ya, ya, ya
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| I, ya, woo, ya
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| I, ya, ya-a, ya, ya
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| Don’t wait on me |