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I Live In The World Where The Haters Talk Shit About You If You Get Money Man That Shit Is Ugly I Found A Few Connects When I Was Young Selling Dope Was Never Easy Man I'm Telling You, I Got Lucky I Was Up On Alameda Cruisin' Down The Street Usually A Pretty Bitch Up On My Driver Seat Inhale Exhale I Hate It When You Lie To Kick It Bitches Need To Keep It Real I Give A Fuck How You Feel I Got Some Dope Money Then I Went & Paid My Momma's Bills Notorious Smoked With The Gang Spit Flows & I Never Say No To A Fade Zip-Lock Bags Full Of Dro & Some Caine In My Zone All I Do Is Put Doe In The Bank Hoes Better Know What I Smoke & I Drank Extendos & A Half A "O" On The Tray, Lets Roll Bitches Got My Name Tattoo'd On Em Thinking That They Got Me On Lock (Never!) I'm At A Party With A Couple Of Goons And I'm Hoping That Nobody Get Shot (Get It) No Party Like A Gangsta Party No Party Like A Gangsta No Party Like A Gangsta Party Ain't No Party Like A Gangsta I Come From The Gang Yeah I Come From The Streets Yeah I Still Get Harassed By The Fucking Police You Still On The Run And You Still Getting Guns You Livin' Like Fuck It I'm Still Sellin' Drugs Don't Understand What I Gotta Do To Make You Understand All I Had Was A Couple Soups I Grew Up Kinda Screwed Up Started Getting Tatted Everything About Me Blew'd Up Listening To Wu-Tang, Cash Rules Money Over Hoes Even If She Got Me Tattoo'd Came Back In A All Black Benz's Its A Trip How I Went And I Lost A Few Friends The Evil Amongst A Few Men I Lost A Few Hoes I Was With Fuck Em I'm Still Gettin' Bread I'm Still Gettin' Way Up Ahead I'mma Fuck With Your Best Friend Instead You Still Being Watched By The Feds Bitches Got My Name Tattoo'd On Em Thinking That They Got Me On Lock (Never!) I'm At A Party With A Couple Of Goons And I'm Hoping That Nobody Get Shot (Get It) No Party Like A Gangsta Party No Party Like A Gangsta No Party Like A Gangsta Party Ain't No Party Like A Gangsta I Come From The Gang Yeah I Come From The Streets Yeah I Still Get Harassed By The Fucking Police You Still On The Run And You Still Getting Guns You Livin' Like Fuck It I'm Still Sellin' Drugs Don't Understand What I Gotta Do To Make You Understand All I Had Was A Couple Soups I Grew Up Kinda Screwed Up Started Getting Tatted Everything About Me Blew'd Up Listening To Wu-Tang, Cash Rules Money Over Hoes Even If She Got Me Tattoo'd Came Back In A All Black Benz's Its A Trip How I Went And I Lost A Few Friends The Evil Amongst A Few Men I Lost A Few Hoes I Was With Fuck Em I'm Still Gettin' Bread I'm Still Gettin' Way Up Ahead I'mma Fuck With Your Best Friend Instead You Still Being Watched By The Feds Bitches Got My Name Tattoo'd On Em Thinking That They Got Me On Lock (Never!) I'm At A Party With A Couple Of Goons And I'm Hoping That Nobody Get Shot (Get It) No Party Like A Gangsta Party No Party Like A Gangsta No Party Like A Gangsta Party Ain't No Party Like A Gangsta