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Bars This Is It

Day after day, a life on the ropes. No use waiting for any hope. You're just a waste of my breath. Hope you dig the flowers I wont send. This time baby

you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me Get it right dawg, we ain't ever left We just, moved in silence and rep to the death (Yeah) It's official, I

with Bad Boy Baby, you know it minors won't show it Like in your way, I'll make you feel Baby, you know it minors won't show it All that I do is yours

move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make

is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? Put your money on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it

it by the rules, took some, left some Once was behind bars, now I'm a All Star I'm florid idol, takin all titles Whole family 'spect it, whole fam connected

has-been Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flat screen Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine I got bars, sentencin

what that is lunch meat And I know I can be better than this I gotta get me a car, man I gotta get a girl I know I can do it out there, man I'm finna

with my life I was out feelin untouchable, tryna rock grown men I dunno how hes done it but my lawyer is a gee for keepin me outta pen If it wernt for