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My Interview Lyrics

Yeah, its my time man, im mean u should just open up the door for a real n****,
u kno roll out the m*********** carpet for a n**** like me,
its cool I geuss ill just kick the door down!
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d*** right im sippin surp, flippin birds to get what i deserve, an i hear the same things that you heard,
like 50 kicked him out, or buck sniffed c**e, an he flips out, its to late, ur whole world no whati be bout, but s*** i do make mistakes like any other man, s*** i recope off a album n**** quiker than u can it aint me, its the street an i practice what i preach, i got beef in the club one deep on south beach, am i loyal, dr dre can answer that for ya, the hood we aint fightin for no oil, we fightin for life, n***** can afford lawyers, if u aint been on ur block, im goin there for ya, u open up a casket of a thug that was born a b******, 50 birds with a bucket of battery acid, they watchin u, they gonna wait for me, a real street n****, what can u take from me?
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