| Good evening!
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| My name is Reach
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| I’ll be your host
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| This is for a little bit
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| Do your thing, you just do your thing
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| Sign a contract and lose your brain
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| Get your money and abuse your fame
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| It ain’t your job so don’t move for change
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| And it don’t matter that them kids die
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| For that thing that’s got you holding your wrist high
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| And this life, well its sorta like the crack game
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| You on the corner and you peddlin' that black pain
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| To the kids in Nebraska down to Iowa
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| That got the real love blastin' out their
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| All the while defilin' us all
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| Sell us out and watch 'em ride for the cause
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| Use provocative bonds and you be right with the stars
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| (Well, all right)
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| That’s how you want it where rap get them hunnids then
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| That’s how you runnin' it down
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| That’s what you gunnin' for
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| That’s what its gonna be
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| Act like a wannabe
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| That’s how you want it to sound
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| (that's how you gotta get that)
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| Gotta get your money, man
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Flash a couple hundred grand
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Gotta get your grind on
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Time to get your shine on
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Gotta get your money, man
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Flash a couple hundred grand
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Gotta get your grind on
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Time to get your shine on
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Do your thing, you just do your thing
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| Get your weight up and use to gain
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| Forget them folks as long as you can gain
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| Become a star and then the moods will change
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| And it don’t matter what your people say
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| You can’t be bothered with the little girls you lead astray
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| You on the path to sell your sister out and lead the way
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| No women in the videos, yeah that’ll be the day
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| Either way
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| Don’t you worry 'bout what them kids own
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| They got the syndrome, obessin' over skin tone
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| Get it while you can, until its gone
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| You better get it on, I promise it won’t be long
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| Black pride that’s jive, that’ll help you get a home
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| And then them civil advocates, they steady get it wrong
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| You gotta get them cars man, ready with the chrome
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| Cash rules everything, you represent the song
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| (represent the song)
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| Gotta get your money, man
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Flash a couple hundred grand
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Gotta get your grind on
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Time to get your shine on
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Gotta get your money, man
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Flash a couple hundred grand
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Gotta get your grind on
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Time to get your shine on
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| (Show me that you can can)
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| Yeah
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| Tap dancin', shuckin' and jivin'
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| Show me that you can can |