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[Intro] Uh, I see everybody wanna play gansta now, huh Well you know what niggas I'mma just play Kendrick You gotta respect it Feel this Uh, lemme shit on these niggas man [Verse 1] Look homie I'm not your crip or your blood Homie I'm just Kendrick See me other than him might plead the fifth amendment Hard headed nigga shit all it take is an instant Shocked to have scored just as soft as an infant Say you bust your gun, but never totin' it You say your man is dope I think he's smoking it homie Why you provoking it don't mean to boast a bit But you can call me a fly cause your boy be on some shit Pussy fly so all the girlies think I'm the shit I've got to spend but still never buy them shit You better budge your bitch ‘Cause all it takes is a finger to turn her on holmes Something like a lightswitch Hands down but still dark think I might switch the Jag for the Porsche ‘Cause it got a better steering grip Young but been a man and you won't understand Spree wheels looking like a bed room ceiling fan [Hook] When the beef start cooking And the shots start coming Don't hesitate to pop that thing People start looking And people start running Don't hesitate to pop that thing Rolling down Rosecrans I fear no man I be God damned If I live on my knees I rather die on my feet That hub city threat shit is me [Verse 2] (Nigga) I'm from the land where fiends fly like Peter Pan And the average man got a heat up in his dickie pants I got some plans, to stack riches Own 76′s like a Philadelphian You don't know but now I'm focused like camera lens And if I know your mans I might give a second chance ‘Cause I don't wanna hurt you Have ‘em running in herzels Shells stick to his back like a ninja turtle Crack sells, drug sell all in the virtue Been an artist since Prince played in Color Purple Weed smoke hydro blow on that purple 2 straps on my side like suspenders on Urkel I suspend they murk you, what you lying for? You know you ain't eating like feed the children commercials Man my children circle around your block Let out shots and be home 30 minutes before they curfew [Hook] [Outro] It's real Kendrick See me in the streets man Come to me as a man, man It's real nigga Kendrick You gotta respect it Niggas respect me man (K. Dot) Stop being some yank nigga It's real Lotta niggas tryna play gangsta, huh It's 2004 man You up in this shit quit it Be yourself man Still affiliated Niggas respect me, bitch
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