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Slick Shoes There S A Reason

I know we can talk about it I know we can live without it What makes you feel this way? I wish I could say I know we can get through it What will it

I know we can talk about it. I know we can live without it. What makes you feel this way? I wish I could say. I know we can get through it. What will

gold minutes after the gates on stores go up You know who done it now, Few hundred miles And with shoes on it now It's like a few hundred thou When we

that's what it gotta do But nobody's pickin' up a Nigga Witta Attitude Confused, yo but Dre's a nigga with nuthin' to lose One of the few who's been

up Goin' gold minutes after the gates on stores go up You know who done it now, few hundred miles And with shoes on it now It's like a few hundred thou

the stomach with a knife When I was three years old, finally figured it out That's why a nigga sold coke, clientele and clout Without a motherfuckin' doubt, take a

this slick (why not?) With a watch and bracelet this flooded, and a cross this sick? So why wouldn't I get it homes (I mean) To a nigga gettin' money

with a knife when I was three years old, finally figured it out That's why a nigga sold coke, clientele and clout Without a motherfuckin doubt, take a

I wanna do is make a nigga get bucked So get up, and get your mothafuckin' hands up [Chorus] [MJG] Throw your hands in the smoke, cause there's smoke