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King of the street or something
Ain't nobody king of the street
It's all about survival
It's all about getting yours
It ain't about taking no chances
And it damn sure ain't about jeopardizing
Your whole motherfucking crew
Gang
Gang
I'm a businessman
You think you some punk ass gang
These are my associates
Gang
Gang
I'm a businessman
You think you some punk ass gang
You just gotta be philosophical about this shit
It's all crazy
As long as you know it's crazy, you're alright
As soon as you try to make logic out of this
You fucked up 'cause it don't make no sense
See, the white man makes dope, right?
Then he gives it to us
Then he wants to buy it from us, right?
Then he puts us in jail when we sell it to him
Man, it don't make no fucking sense
King of the street or something
Ain't nobody king of the street
It's all about survival
It's all about getting yours
Only thing a man's got is his family and his pride
That's all he's got
Aight, aight, Mr. Leader Man
So what's your plan?
I'm a businessman
These are my associates
Gang
These are my associates
Some punk ass gang
Hey, motherfucker, what the fuck you doing?
Let me tell you something, man
Ain't nobody king of the street
It's all about survival
It's all about coming up
I've been hustling ever since I was seven, man
I've been out here, you know what I'm saying?
Pimp, convict, thief
I'm just a young brother out here trying to get paid
Gang
Gang
I'm a businessman
Gang
Gang
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