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Daddy T Man A Big Man

-ssy juicy I never give a f-ck about a hater got money on my radar Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator You n-ggas aint eatin

them) Any repercussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips (that's right) All the time, Big Poppa kick the war rhymes Raw flows, and that's how it goes [Puff Daddy

a nigga won't go broke Then he put us in jail, now, a nigga can't go vote So I spend dough on these hoes is strippin' She ain't a politician honeys a

People don't usually come back this way From a place that was dark as I was in Just to get to this place Now let these words be like a switch blade to a

time for a homicide South Central C'mon, man, you all bleedin' bad, man You got to keep up, man, we can't stop here I really didn't like how this shit

made it, you're just a lucky man Guess who controls your destiny, fans But you diss 'em 'cause you think you're a star That attitude is rude, you won't

You wasn't focusin', about the dough I spend But I was holdin' in, I was a roller then I was a baller back then, all of that man Fall back, I fought

matchin whip keep my shorty with me sh*t make sure she flip that sh*t ride around deliver sh*t get some of this money sh*t hustle all the time and she

Twist] (Twist... Young Money) Before I leave home, well manner nice, respectful young man Momma taught me well but Daddy taught me through a jail cell Raised as a