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    Today, how you like me now, I'm in the mix?
    It's 1986 and I got the fix with the chicken and a quota
    Got the baking soda, let the water boil, workers all loyal
    Dropped out the twelveth
    Cuz my wealth is shorter than a midget on his knees
    Now I slang keys
    Infest my hood with crack, cuz I'm the mack
    Take a nation of millions to hold me back
    Too big for my britches, and I got bitches
    Now I'm hittin' switches, niggas want my riches
    Used to get 18 when my G was alive, now a key is 13-5
    '89s the number, another summer
    Police ain't get no dumber
    Streets dried up, used to think it would last
    But being a king-pin is a thing of the past
    They tried to blast me for selling a boulder
    Now I got my ass in Minnesota
    Got my own crew, it's on brand new

    Damn, what can I do?


    Already done stack me half a mill ticket
    Bought a house next to Prince, so now I can kick it
    Now I got ends, wavin' to my friends, rollin' in my Benz
    Goin' to see the Twins, play at the dome
    Police are tappin' my mobile phone
    I'm almost home
    Gettin' excited, indited, spent a grip and a year tryin' to fight it
    Lawyer got paid, plea, no contest
    And everything I own got repossessed
    Now take a look at the dust
    And I'm happy cuz I only got 36 months
    Never picked up a book
    But my arms are 16 inches, niggas look
    Can't wait for '92 so I can get with my crew
    And see, what can I do?


    Phucked up in the pen, now it's ninety-fo
    Back in LA, and I'm bailin' in the dough
    Everybody, now I gotta start from scratch
    So where to work at, and niggas smirk at
    Me say ain't nuttin' poppin from here to the LB
    What you tell me?
    No it ain't crack, and everybody's jackin' for a coupe
    Cuz, they sent in the troops
    Even tho I got muscle, that ain't my hustle
    Takin' niggas sh*t in a tussle
    No skills to pay the bills
    Takin' 'bout education to battle inflashion
    No college degree, just a dumb ass G
    (Yeah you Nigga, who me?)
    I got a baby on the way, damn it's a mess
    Have you ever been convicted of a felony? Yes
    Took some advice from my Uncle Fester
    All dressed up in polyester
    Welcome to McDonalds may I please help you?
    sh*t, what can I do?


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