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baby girl, i dont know who hurt you in your past to make you act this way but around here, bitches are scared cause of what you do so if it works for you keep on keepin on cause i know that you'll learn so fast and in the hardest way... i see you gettin shot one day see, right now, im the least of all your problems you need to learn that fear is not respect respect is something that people like me get so if you wanna be up in my grill, i guess it's cool cause everyone is just laughin at you but before you swing for the wrong reason and make a fatal mistake... just let me say... fuck you... fuck you and your crew i dont care where you come from damn right, i dont want none i only fight for my life, not respect cause with nothing to prove, i get enough of that im me... and youre jealous, i see if you wanna step up, quit talkin and throw a bow or something cause it dont matter who wins this battle ill still be tha supastarruh you'll still be a hood rat... |
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Here on the East Coast, I learned very quickly that, in the hood, you wont get respect unless youre willing to fight for it. I dont fight unless I have to. And one day, I had to. My dear ex-home girl decided to throw hands at me after I tossed a shoe of hers outside. After getting in a pretty good hit, and ripping off her some-odd-hundred-dollar chain (and selling it to my homeboy for two Newports), Catarina decided she'd never be happy with herself until she killed me. And everyday, she made a point to remind me. She still has yet to make another move. |
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To Catarina. As I say in the song, one day you'll learn. No one thinks you're cool because you're tough. Yeah, you're a good fighter -- but you're not worth shit otherwise. |
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