you fight for me It don't get better, no way, it don't get better Don't get better It don't get better Don't get better It don't get better No more
do for me It's the way that you're true to me It's the wat that youu're loving me It don't get better, no way it don't get better It's the way that you
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you do for me It's the way that you're true to me It's the wat that youu're loving me It don't get better, no way it don't get better It's the way that
inside Half of y'all ain't got a car to put leather inside Plus, the smaller the rim, the better the ride! Suckers talk, but I never reply Don't hate,
World in my hands, the master plan But I don't know why I keep calling Why I keep all of these girls at my shows They loving me but I don't know why
Yo, let me straighten this out fast Two hundred thousand records sold And these brothers start yellin' 'bout gold? You better double that, then double that again And still don't get
you're looking to get silly, you better get back from where you came You know the cops don't need you and we all expect the same. Now all the authorities
better than you? And brutality is all that you crackers can do And mark me up for resistin' yo ass When in reality officer friendly kicked my ass, damn You overflex your authority
Do what you do (Don't stop, get it get it) Let me get a sample of that ass I ain't mystical, but girl, shake it fast (Don't stop, get it, get it) You
, I heard The beef ain't, we can't let it get on our nerves She miserable, she just want you to be Like her misery needs company So don't listen to that
can't give a fuck, you can cut nigga, fuck school Because that shit don't even last long Get a key from an OG and get your fucking cash on And if a
The story I tell is so incomplete Five kids in the house and no food to eat Don't look at me and don't ask me why Mama's next door getting high Even
, and look how I got you bitches rockin' to it You motherfuckas could never do it like I could do it Don't even try it you'll look stupid, do not pursue it Don't
New York, type strange in New York Forty-Deuce don't look the same in New York Just politics, tricks and big games in New York Switched trains a writer can't get
a motherfucker get out of line with me And I don't pull his co-tail, fuck around and slap the shit out a motherfucker Bitch you better back-back, give
the truth now, war is peace Like corporations don't dictate the streets Like brothers don't die for the diamond or bling Like brothers don't die over
