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Lyrics
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[Part I]
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Kendrick Lamar & ScHoolboy Q (Refrain):
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If
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Pirus
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and
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Crips
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all
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got
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along
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They'd
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probably
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gun
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me
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down
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by
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the
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end
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of
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this
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song
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Seem
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like
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the
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whole
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city
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go
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against
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me
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Every
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time
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I'm
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in
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the
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street,
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I
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hear,
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"Yawk,
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yawk,
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yawk,
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yawk"
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Kendrick Lamar (Chorus):
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Man
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down,
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where
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you
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from,
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nigga?
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Fuck
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who
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you
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know,
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where
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you
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from,
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my
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nigga?
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Where
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your
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grandma
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stay,
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huh,
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my
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nigga?
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This
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m.A.A.d
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city
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I
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run,
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my
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nigga
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Kendrick Lamar (Verse):
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Brace
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yourself,
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I'll
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take
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you
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on
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a
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trip
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down
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memory
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lane
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This
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is
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not
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a
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rap
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on
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how
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I'm
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slingin'
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crack
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or
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move
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cocaine
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This
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is
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cul-
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de-
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sac
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and
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plenty
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Cognac
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and
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major
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pain
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Not
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the
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drill
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sergeant,
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but
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the
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stress
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that
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weighin'
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on
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your
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brain
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It
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was
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me,
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L
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Boog,
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and
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Yan
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Yan,
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YG
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Lucky
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ride
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down
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Rosecrans
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It
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got
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ugly,
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wavin'
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yo'
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hand
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out
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the
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window,
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check
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yourself
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Uh,
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Warriors
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and
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Conans,
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hope
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euphoria
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can
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slow
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dance
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With
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society,
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the
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driver
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Lyrics
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seat,
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the
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first
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one
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to
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get
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killed
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Seen
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a
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light-
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skinned
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nigga
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with
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his
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brains
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blown
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out
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At
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the
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same
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burger
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stand
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where
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****
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hang
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out
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Now
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this
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is
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not
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a
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tape
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recorder
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sayin'
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that
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he
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did
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it
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But
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ever
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since
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that
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day,
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I
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was
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lookin'
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at
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him
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different
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That
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was
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back
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when
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I
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was
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nine,
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Joey
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packed
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the
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nine
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Pakistan
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on
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every
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porch
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is
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fine,
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we
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adapt
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to
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crime
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Pack
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a
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van
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with
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four
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guns
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at
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a
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time
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With
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the
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sliding
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door,
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fuck
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is
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up?
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Fuck
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you
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shootin'
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for
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if
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you
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ain't
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walkin'
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up,
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you
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fuckin'
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punk?
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Pickin'
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up
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the
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fuckin'
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pump,
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pickin'
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off
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you
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suckers
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Suck
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a
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dick
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or
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die
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or
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sucker
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punch
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A
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wall
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of
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bullets
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comin'
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from
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AK's,
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AR's,
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"Ayy,
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y'all,
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duck"
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That's
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what
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mama
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said
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when
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we
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was
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eatin'
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that
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free
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lunch
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Aw
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man,
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goddamn,
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all
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hell
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broke
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loose
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You
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killed
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my
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cousin
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back
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in
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'94,
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fuck
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yo'
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truce
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Now
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Lyrics
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crawl
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your
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head
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in
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that
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noose
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You
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wind
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up
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dead
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on
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the
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news
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Ain't
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no
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peace
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treaty,
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just
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piecin'
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BGs
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up
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to
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pre-
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approve
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Bodies
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on
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top
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of
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bodies,
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IVs
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on
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top
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of
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IVs
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Obviously
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the
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coroner
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between
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the
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sheets
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like
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the
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Isleys
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When
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you
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hop
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on
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that
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trolley,
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make
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sure
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your
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color's
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correct
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Make
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sure
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you're
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corporate,
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or
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they'll
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be
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callin'
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your
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mother
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collect
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They
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say
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the
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governor
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collect
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all
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of
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our
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taxes,
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except
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When
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we
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in
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traffic
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and
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tragic
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happens,
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that
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shit
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ain't
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no
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threat
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You
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movin'
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backwards
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if
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you
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suggest
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that
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you
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sleep
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with
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a
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TEC
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Go
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buy
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a
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chopper
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and
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have
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a
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doctor
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on
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speed
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dial,
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I
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guess
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m.A.A.d.
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city
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Kendrick Lamar (Chorus):
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Man
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down,
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where
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you
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from,
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nigga?
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Fuck
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who
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you
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know,
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where
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you
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from,
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my
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nigga?
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Where
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your
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grandma
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stay,
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huh,
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my
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nigga?
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This
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m.A.A.d
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city
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I
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run,
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nigga
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Kendrick Lamar & ScHoolboy Q (Refrain):
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If
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Pirus
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and
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Crips
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all
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got
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along
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They'd
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probably
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Lyrics
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gun
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me
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down
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by
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the
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end
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of
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this
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song
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Seem
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like
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the
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whole
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city
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go
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against
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me
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Every
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time
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I'm
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in
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the
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street,
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I
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hear,
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"Yawk,
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yawk,
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yawk"
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[Part II]
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MC Eiht (Intro):
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Wake
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yo'
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punk-
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ass
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up
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It
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ain't
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nothin'
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but
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a
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Compton
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thang
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G-
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yeah,
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real
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simple
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and
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plain
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Let
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me
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teach
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you
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some
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lessons
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about
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the
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street
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(Smoke somethin', nigga?)
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Hood
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('Sup, cuz?)
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It
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ain't
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nothin'
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but
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a
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Compton
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thang
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G-
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yeah,
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how
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we
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do
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Kendrick Lamar (Verse 1):
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Fresh
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outta
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school
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'cause
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I
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was
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a
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high
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school
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grad'
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Sleepin'
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in
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the
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livin'
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room
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of
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my
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mama's
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pad
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Reality
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struck,
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I
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seen
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the
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white
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car
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crash
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Hit
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the
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light
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pole,
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two
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niggas
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hopped
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out
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on
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foot
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and
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dashed
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(Watch out, cuz)
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My
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pops
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said
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I
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needed
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a
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job,
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I
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thought
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I
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believed
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him
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Security
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guard
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for
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a
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month
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and
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ended
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up
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leavin'
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In
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fact,
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I
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got
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fired
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'cause
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I
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was
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inspired
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by
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all
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of
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my
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friends
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To
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stage
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a
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robbery,
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the
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third
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Lyrics
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Saturday
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I
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clocked
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in
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Projects
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tore
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up,
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gang
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signs
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get
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thrown
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up
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(Sup?)
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Cocaine
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laced
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in
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marijuana
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And
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they
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wonder
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why
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I
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rarely
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smoke
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now
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Imagine
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if
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your
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first
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blunt
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had
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you
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foamin'
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at
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the
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mouth
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I
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was
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straight
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tweakin',
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the
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next
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weekend
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we
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broke
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even
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I
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made
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allegiance
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that
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made
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a
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promise
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to
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see
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you
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bleedin'
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You
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know
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the
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reasons,
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but
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still'll
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never
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know
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my
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life
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Kendrick
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a.k.a.
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"Compton's
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Human
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Sacrifice"
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MC Eiht (Break):
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G-
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yeah,
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cocaine,
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weed
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Niggas
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been
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mixin'
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shit
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since
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the
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'80s,
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loc
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Sherm
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sticks,
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butt-
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nakeds
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Dip,
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make
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a
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nigga
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flip
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Cluck
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heads
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all
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up
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and
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down
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the
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block
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and
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shit
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One
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time's
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crooked
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and
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shit
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Block
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a
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nigga
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in
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Alondra,
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Rosecrans,
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Bullis,
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it's
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Compton
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MC Eiht (Verse 2):
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I'm
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still
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in
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the
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hood,
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loc,
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g-
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yeah,
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that's
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cool
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Shit,
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the
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hood
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took
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me
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under,
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so
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I
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follow
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the
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rules
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But,
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g-
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yeah,
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that's
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like
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me,
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I
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grew
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up
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in
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the
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hood
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where
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they
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Lyrics
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bang
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And
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niggas
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that
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rep
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colors
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is
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doin'
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the
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same
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thang
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Pass
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it
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to
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the
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left,
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so
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I
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can
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smoke
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on
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me
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A
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couple
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drive-
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bys
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in
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the
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hood
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lately,
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g-
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yeah
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Couple
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of
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IV's
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with
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the
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fuckin'
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spray-
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can
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Shots
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in
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the
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crowd,
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then
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everybody
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ran
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Crew
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I'm
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finna
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slay,
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the
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street
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life
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I
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crave
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Shots
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hit
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the
|
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enemy,
|
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hearts
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turn
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brave
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Mount
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up,
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regulators
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in
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the
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|
whip
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|
Down
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|
the
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|
boulevard
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|
with
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|
the
|
|
pistol
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|
grip,
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|
g-
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|
yeah
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|
Trip,
|
|
we
|
|
in
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|
the
|
|
hood
|
|
still
|
|
So,
|
|
loc,
|
|
grab
|
|
a
|
|
strap
|
|
'cause,
|
|
g-
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|
yeah,
|
|
it's
|
|
so
|
|
real,
|
|
g-
|
|
yeah
|
|
Deal
|
|
with
|
|
the
|
|
outcome,
|
|
a
|
|
strap
|
|
in
|
|
the
|
|
hand
|
|
And
|
|
a
|
|
bird
|
|
and
|
|
ten
|
|
grand's
|
|
where
|
|
a
|
|
mothafucka
|
|
stand
|
|
Kendrick Lamar (Verse 3):
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|
If
|
|
I
|
|
told
|
|
you
|
|
I
|
|
killed
|
|
a
|
|
nigga
|
|
at
|
|
sixteen,
|
|
would
|
|
you
|
|
believe
|
|
me?
|
|
Perceive
|
|
me
|
|
to
|
|
be
|
|
innocent
|
|
Kendrick
|
|
you
|
|
seen
|
|
in
|
|
the
|
|
street
|
|
With
|
|
a
|
|
basketball
|
|
and
|
|
some
|
|
Now
|
|
and
|
|
Laters
|
|
to
|
|
eat?
|
|
If
|
|
I
|
|
|
Lyrics
|
|
mentioned
|
|
all
|
|
of
|
|
my
|
|
skeletons,
|
|
would
|
|
you
|
|
jump
|
|
in
|
|
the
|
|
seat?
|
|
Would
|
|
you
|
|
say
|
|
my
|
|
intelligence
|
|
now
|
|
is
|
|
great
|
|
relief?
|
|
And
|
|
it's
|
|
safe
|
|
to
|
|
say
|
|
that
|
|
our
|
|
next
|
|
generation
|
|
maybe
|
|
can
|
|
sleep
|
|
With
|
|
dreams
|
|
of
|
|
bein'
|
|
a
|
|
lawyer
|
|
or
|
|
doctor
|
|
Instead
|
|
of
|
|
boy
|
|
with
|
|
a
|
|
chopper
|
|
that
|
|
hold
|
|
the
|
|
cul-
|
|
de-
|
|
sac
|
|
hostage
|
|
Kill
|
|
'em
|
|
all
|
|
if
|
|
they
|
|
gossip
|
|
The
|
|
Children
|
|
of
|
|
the
|
|
Corn,
|
|
they
|
|
vandalizin'
|
|
the
|
|
option
|
|
Of
|
|
livin'
|
|
a
|
|
lie,
|
|
drown
|
|
their
|
|
body
|
|
with
|
|
toxins
|
|
Constantly
|
|
drinkin'
|
|
and
|
|
drive
|
|
Hit
|
|
the
|
|
powder,
|
|
then
|
|
watch
|
|
this
|
|
flame
|
|
that
|
|
arrive
|
|
in
|
|
his
|
|
eye
|
|
Listen,
|
|
coward,
|
|
the
|
|
concept
|
|
is
|
|
aim
|
|
and
|
|
then
|
|
bang
|
|
it
|
|
and
|
|
slide
|
|
Out
|
|
that
|
|
bitch
|
|
with
|
|
deposit,
|
|
a
|
|
price
|
|
on
|
|
his
|
|
head,
|
|
the
|
|
tithes
|
|
Probably
|
|
go
|
|
to
|
|
the
|
|
projects
|
|
I
|
|
live
|
|
inside
|
|
the
|
|
belly
|
|
of
|
|
the
|
|
rough,
|
|
Compton,
|
|
USA
|
|
Made
|
|
me
|
|
an
|
|
Angel
|
|
on
|
|
Angel
|
|
Dust,
|
|
what?
|
|
(Interlude):
|
|
(*Scratches*)
|
|
(M.A.A.d city)
|
|
(Compton)
|
|
(Skit):
|
|
(Nigga, pass Dot the bottle, damn)
|
|
(You ain't the one that got fucked up)
|
|
(What you holdin' it for?)
|
|
(Niggas always actin' unsensitive and shit)
|
|
(Nigga, that ain't no word)
|
|
(Nigga, shut up)
|
|
(Hey, Dot, you good, my nigga?)
|
|
(Don't even trip)
|
|
(Just lay back and drink that)
|
|
