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My passion my passion these haters Keep laughing by keeping it solid They bogus to me Here for the cake but I'm getting this cabbage proceed to The beat like a D.R.E Oh my I'm down to ride I was born to fly A million ways to die Oh my I solidified what was on my Mind I'm staying on the grind My passion my passion the haters Keep laughing by keeping it solid They bogus to me Here for the cake but I'm getting this cabbage proceed to The beat like a D.R.E HR Three Ima need my seat front row Beat like a Bongo Coming from the land of the cut Throats I did my thang on the front porch Whoa One two making new moves the city Is Hungry I'm paying my dues Three foe don't count on these hoes niggas Got smoked for loving those Five six I'm still in the mix Surrounded by Bloods surrounded by Crips My city is violent my city is pissed My city is pretty my city is lit Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, uh uh Uh uh ohhh Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, uh uh Uh uh ohhh Castaway I'm feeling like goat Learning this game I'm taking my notes Avid savage pick up the phone Money is calling collecting it all Feeling my image a menace like Dennis Speaking D truth so my people can Feel it Giving back is the way to do it Playing games is really foolish Oh my I'm down to ride I was born to fly A million ways to die Oh my I solidified what was on my Mind I'm staying on the grind My passion my passion these haters Keep laughing by keeping it solid They bogus to me Here for the cake but I'm getting this
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