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Lyrics: Annotate {*background*} (Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse Wanna a war with the Don have your techs out Bring it on, and I'mma show you gangsta) {*lapses over*} Yeah...ughh...right back at you [bad word] ...ughh...yeah.. [Verse 1] Yo, Yo, I stand alone in this cold world, could you believe that? I've seen some good men get blown over G-packs In the Bronx where it's known to hear the heat clap And live niggas get it on with the D-techs, [bad word] my life's legendary If I wrote down all in a book it would be very scary What you know 16 be missin' Benzes Rope chain down to my [bad word] the beef looks tremendous Me and my niggas flip holes in [bad word] Back then, when I wouldn't even pose for [bad word] A-YO, you can ask dapadan who was the man Back in 88, every other week tricked 30 grand Even my [bad word] wore Gucci and Louie My peeps already in the crowd looking for groupies to [bad word] me Exit the club, about to [bad word] up the block now With the taj, stay frontin' with top down See me in that new thing with my fiancee [bad word] so fat, making you say "Muchos GRANDE" Don't blame me, blame them, the white folk For giving me ten mil, for possessin' the tight flow WHOA [Hook: repeat 2X] Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse Wanna a war with the Don have your techs out Bring it on, and I'm show you gangsta [Verse 2] {*lapse over [bad word] } Yeah, yeah, uh, yo, blow half your head off, leave you with brain damage He got his [bad word] rocked cause he didn't pay homage It's the Don of this rap [bad word] go on with that wack [bad word] Heard you walked the dorm in a thong on your last bid Joey Crack is, the most official Toke the pistol for those who appose the issue I hope I convinced you to back up, really you acted up, believe me I could EASILY GET YOUR [bad word] TOUCHED And that sucks, ain't nobody could [bad word] with this Bullet shook could make you take a bucket of [bad word] [bad word] your lips Got the fifth stuck in your ribs, don't make me... Splash your lungs right in front of your kids I'm a basketcase, don't ever give this [bad word] space Or I'mma have your [bad word] erased I'm from the Bronx amongst [bad word] cops, we mothered this rap [bad word] But still don't get enough props All I hear is "Gangsta" you ain't build like that Don't make me have to pull a tool and really tilt your cap I'm from crills to crack You've been dealin' with rap You ain't [bad word] the streets, now I'm revealing your act What the [bad word] [Hook: repeat 2X] Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse Wanna a war with the Don have your techs out Bring it on, and I'm show you gangsta