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world use the muscle to the hustle get cha bread up keep ya head up dawg (big phil dis one fa you pimpin) Verse 2: (T.I) I had a partna name phil

, but I ain't drinkin' all alone I gotta have you with me up in the V.I.P Everything we do B-I-G And I'ma keep it real 'til I D-I-E Okay, let's go, I

single thing my momma wouldn't condone Counting everything I own in my muthafucking ZONE, I'm up too high somebody come get me down down down down Said I'm up

the base and I don't usually step up in the place I usually pull that lead out, ready to get a lead out But damn, since I stepped up in the place I'm

'cause they ain't grew like us They ain't on cue like us They don't fit the shoe like us Don't know who's who like us Strangers, ain't aware of the

up, could get fold up Body get ripped up, and then sewed up Every nigga I fucked with, niggaz is growed up We don't play games, get on the stand, and

I'ma win 'cause I'm too smart for these cats While they makin' up facts, you rakin' up plats (Uhh) In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit 'em He don't

mine could top Big Poppa rhymes So, possibly I'd be popular, huh? That's the inspiration I got from my nigga B.I. I took him from coal to diamond, I

like I'm A I I used to cook rocks, and hit the block And gun in the bushes and money in my sock Shit, I had hoes way before I was nationally famous I was in the hood strapped up good watchin' my anus I