[singing like Joe "I Don't Wanna Be A Player"] He don't wanna be a Muslim no more He used to be black and proud now he wanna be hardcore, ooh, ohh [repeat] When I met this cat he was eatin' veggie burgers Now you see him yo he think he about murders I used to write his rhymes and let him shine knowin' that he old school and out of time bitch made cat and yo he shot a kid On top of that yo he got his man doin' a bid Ex-crackhead and lived in a crackhead crib Never sold records now he tryin' to live But he was my man, I was the key he was a quarter gram You like 37, lets give it up man you in this war you shoulda let me know If it's war when I see you gonna let you go but you's a homo thug, faggot though I hate you and the rest of y'all faggots though So let me boost you and eat y'all niggas what you're used to You just mad cuz you wasn't in the Juice Crew you a Muslim now or just used to? Five Percent today or just used to? Aiyyo a thug this week I guess you's too mad cuz I cut you off cuz you was soft I got jumped you had the gat and you didn't let off Ice broke it up than I turned around and split off Yeah my nigga shot the nigga in the North Face cloth So what the fuck, watch my wyle like what You can't rock shit Thugged Out Entertainment we fuck you up all my N U straight scuff you up And all my niggas freak bitches like me and Kurupt Aye yo you bitin' my style fearin' my words You ain't pro-black because you like po' white birds Eatin' ham with your man while you in the suburbs You like old school and washed up I told you rhyme like a dog and put your heart up Tell the truth, tell the truth, why you tellin' them lies You goy mad cuz I was fuckin' with (?) and Nas And you hate Nas right that's what you told me right? Everything that he did yo you tried to bite Don't get mad cuz you weak and he real tight The QB niggas don't like you neither You had dreds now you met now you got a Caesar bitin' my style, wastin' your style You was in for the culture how you switchin' your style And you know it ain't over yet Cuz me and my click will bring the rest
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