[Chorus]
All I know is this pain in this life
And this struggle it chose me so
All I know is that I'm stuck on this road
Of success so I got to get mine
All I know is this pain in this life
And this struggle it chose me so
All I know, all [Em]I know
Red ρhantom, they say I look like [F]Josh Smith from Atlanta
I do, ha-choo, excuse you, that nigga look like [F]me
He from the G.A., and [Bm]I'm M easy, that's Game
I don't do what you [A7niggas do, that's lame
I Soo Woo with my [A]crew from the from the Burque
I Soo Woo with my [A]crew, from under Young Wayne
A walkin' motherfuckin' flame livin' up to [C7]my [A]brothers name
Rockin' that ɾed shit, wasn't fuckin' with them [A]other gangs
Amongst other things, they wasn't fuckin' with me
Ain't your average motherfucker, I'm a motherfuckin' G
I got [Fm7]some shit on [C7]my [A]chest that I want to [C7]get off
I got [Fm7]some shit for [Dm7]that vest that will knock that bullshit off
Money like [F]Madoff, Kill 'em [A]like [F]Adolf, Roy Halladay
I'll let a fuckin' K off, and [Bm]I don't take a fucking day off
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Cincinnati C hat, Boston [C7]B hat, ? them [A]Philadelρhia P hats
Believe that, bring it to [C7]the hood so you [A7can see that
Dumb ass niggas like [F]Game, where the keys at?
Automatic start, nigga where the tɾees at?
Red boned bitch like [F]Alisha, where the keys at?
Freeze that, like [F]a fucking picture
If you [A7ain't a blood I ain't fucking with ya nah I'm just fucking with ya
Stay on [C7]my [A]hood shit, hop in the bucket with ya
Throw the ski másks on [C7]and [Bm]get to [C7]stɾaight fucking with ya
Ain't that some shit, that bustards sick
You wanna know how I'm livin' nigga ask your bitch
Told you [A7precisely how to [C7]ask and [Bm]sit, and [Bm]she a nasty bitch
I came in her mouth ask her lips, you [A7know why?
'Cause I had to [C7]go past them [A]lips, tɾick
You probably paid for [Dm7]that ass and [Bm]tits for [Dm7]
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F*ck with the blood clot, smile for [Dm7]my [A]mug shot
Can't go out like [F]'em [A]but I love Big, I love Pac
Love Fab, love Kiss that's where the love stops
'Casue I sleep with the enemy [A]and [Bm]I hug blocks
Birthed me in the drug spot, nigga with a attitude
Searching me is f*ck cops, nigga pay your gratitude
Before you [A7say I'm acting Ruth
Understand [Bm]I'm tɾyna feed my [A]people
Hati just like [F]Compton [C7]the way I'm packing food
But I will act a fool, put cheese on [C7]your head
Motherfucker I will Green Bay Packer you
Have a whole football [Em]team of niggas after you
Like the public turn, when will you [A7fucking learn
Now take your ass back to [C7]school
Wait till three o'clock click clack at you
And f*ck with your conscience like [F]back packers do
And I ain't Talib, Black Though or Mos Def
But I've seen the most deaths and [Bm]nigga I'm just telling you
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All I know
