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Correct Texas 2000 (Give 'Em What They Want) Lyrics
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[ VERSE 1 ] My ghetto niggas survive and hold hands, we live And old men embedded the game and aim 4-5's And blindsided females, we mesmerize them See, hell, we're live men, broke as fuck, no lyin So what's up? I make a whole city get em up And I know white folks is racist, cousin, I don't really give a fuck Patience, don't be sayin that, sling the dopest rhymes like crack Take a look around you, all your boys is layin on they back Makin noise and bangin tracks, trained to kill on contact Can't nobody hold me back, hate me or give up some dap Take me somewhere off the map, gee, tell us where the party at Show respect and then reject, the fellas don't know how to act Blaze a sack of bombay, can we do it all way? In school I was a fool, catch me screwin in the hallway Ball all day, if I ever fall, it's on my knees to pray Jesus bless my soul, needin dough I sold a ki of lley Hopin it won't end this way, runnin from the D.E.A. When they come investigate, you better have your story straight Ain't nothin poppin bout no broke nigga, black nigga Fuck what they say, and get your dough, nigga, scratch, nigga [ CHORUS ] Don't let the ghetto snatch you, police tryina catch you And everywhere we go somebody lookin at you (Give em what they want, give em what they want Give em what they want, give em what they want) [ VERSE 2 ] 99 caused madness, who's rappin, uzi-grabbin, straight mack shit Breakin these hoes' backs, foes hatin my tactics Stainin your matress, displayin game when I'm at this Tales from the hood, smell the wood in my 'Lac, it's A trip, back to kick dust, nigga what? Cussed my teacher out, got expelled, bailed to the weed house Hell, don't underestimate me or doubt me, I'm great And highly educated, bitch, all about my papes But in the States down MC's can't's see me, straight from the underground Niggas can't bring me down, that's why they start to hate me now Escapin town and do all my dirt all by my lonely They actin wild, it hurts, don't run up on me Your wife want to bone me, homie, that's in her nature Ill, deal with that, kill that shit or I'ma waste ya Brace myself, pace myself, gotta get my wealth Make myself, break myself, I don't need no help [ CHORUS ] Who can I trust and put my faith in? This world is tough and full of hatred Heard it was only what we make it Yo, yo, yo... (Give em what they want, give em what they want Give em what they want, give em what they want) [ CHORUS ]
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