GottaGetMine

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I gotta get mine you gotta get yours

I gotta get mine you gotta get yours

I gotta get mine you gotta get yours

Get yours

Smooth as a wanna be for quickly you a gonna be

o that's the way it is

F**k yea and that's the way it's gonna be

Why puffin on a dank and drinking mad brew

Taking names and after that I'm kickin a*s too

Breed kinda of thacan I get a ryhme to go

Hey yo pac I'll set back and design it slow

They hate to see a young n***a COME UP

Another punk RUN UP

And have to get his GUN UP

Cause um I ain't takin no shorts like a newport explortin the fully joint and

Explodin on the whole court

And I don't wanna be wanna be nuttin like mike

Cause even mike don't miss every itty bitty triflin

And when you in the spotlight you get um jocked right

But your lifes not tight

Buckin anybody forbed mine

When will they relize I'm set out to get mine

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I keep my mind on my money money on my mind

Finga on the trigga n***a hand on my nine

Smokin blunts a skunk makin h*es of punks

And only underground funk bumpin outta my trunk

Live my life as a hustla high till I die

Meetin b***hes gettin riches miss me when lie

Picture me living out my life as a busta

I ratha pop out a shot out my glock and blast muthaf**kas

I live that thug life baby I'm hopeless chokin off indo

Tryin to keep my focus

Don't let that b******t worry me f**k the fame I'm true to the game

Till they bury me

God gave me game so I'm hustlin pour out some liqour for my n***as

2pac is still strugglin

My niggga breed new the time wether it's ryhme or crime n***a I gotta get mine

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Now let me rushing threw your mind I'm balla is what I keep gettin

Everytime I pick up the mic and start spittin

The sidewalk of new york will start bumpin

Jumpin around with the muthaf**kin pound

And I'm down to the fullest and breakin n***as a*s off proper

Did you right that's right cause I got you in my pocket again

The new jacks the new jacks use to be my n***as when I ran way back when

I boasted and roasted and coasted to the clinical cause I'll do it again

Like percision cut the two lines in the division

Plus what I add loose as flutes it's gaming foe sale like prostitutes

I never had love for h*es to put it blunt

They want me in the back but b***h I'm in the front

Don't front and really I don't need a reply

Pull yourself together as you pass me bye

I'm on a whole nother level them h*es is left

I told you befoe keep ya p***y to yourself

Goodbye some many n***as lied to have

Funny what a muthaf**ka do for math

I got rats caught up in my everday actions point

Equal to your realist satisfaction