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    (feat. Marilyn Rylander)

    [First Verse: (SPM)]
    I'ma roll 84's til' them hoes start clackin
    Put 'em on they back and got 'em askin' "What happened?"
    Homie was crackin', it's good to be back
    See me on the slab with a beautiful 'llac
    If you wanna jack, I got somethin for you
    Caught another case, so I gotta call my lawyer
    Got a fine chick that look just like LaToya
    And I bet fifty G's on my boy De La Hoya
    Tryin' to stay free with the loot they pay me
    Boy I'ma vet and you still a trainee
    Ballin' daily with my green lady
    She asked what have I done for her lately?
    I'ma dog like Scrappy, my girl tried to slap me
    Caught her by the hand and told her "Don't get happy"
    Still sport khakis, got the Savvy Yola
    Mr. High-Roller movin Coca-Cola
    While I stay...

    [Chorus (Marilyn Rylander)]
    High so high.....reachin' for the sky
    High so high.....please don't blow my high

    [Second Verse (SPM):]
    I feel off the wagon, dickies still saggin
    Blow more smoke than Puff the Dragon
    Choppin' big things, but you never hear me braggin
    Pick your chick up and it's gonna be a stabbin
    Haters get mad and they want my autograph
    Let me hear you rap, man I promise not to laugh
    Walked the wrong path when I went and bought a half
    Sold out on the cut, now it's time to call a cab
    Stop at Chimmy Changs for the wings and rice
    Then to the store, I need a forty and some dice
    What they hittin' for? Come out with Little Joe
    Can you play five-hundred on a what? Ten or four?
    Let'em go, let'em go, boys start leavin
    Hillwood Hustla, never caught sleepin
    Bobbin' and weavin', still block bleedin'
    Ain't gonna quit til' you haters stop breathin'
    And I stay


    [Third Verse (SPM):]
    Who said money didn't grow on trees?
    I came up slangin' them coca leaves
    Many stories about territories
    At the Dopehouse, we don't call the Police
    Feel a cold breeze when I get below freeze
    Got no love for you studio G's
    I buy four Jeeps and I got a gold leash
    But what the Hell is money if you got no peace?
    Homies in the back and they ready to attack
    And we don't go to clubs where you can't wear your hat
    Homie where you at? Represent, where you from?
    Land of Dum-Dum where you don't dare to come
    All you jealous boys is tryin' to destroy us
    Run you out my city like the Tennessee Oilers
    Got nothin' for us, listen to my chorus
    While I sit back and blaze a damned forest
    Stayin' so...

    [Chorus (2x)]

    Mr. S-P-M
    And you know it don't stop...
    For all my playa partners
    Dopehouse baby,
    We don't quit...we ain't goin' nowhere,

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