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[Verse]

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What the fuck they talkin' 'bout? I ain't tryna listen
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Listen you just like to bark a lot, I ain't with the bitchin'
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Bitch, you can get chopped in the parkin' lot, missin'
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Throw 'em in the trunk, ditch 'em
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When I'm rappin' this ain't fiction
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All you rappers actin' like you can't get smacked with it, Act different
Dm                            Dm
That boy talk to much, he get cracked where his cap fitted
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Hit him in the chest but it made his whole back different
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Rack the mack, bad gymnastic class watch him back flippin'
Dm                              Dm
This ain't competition you just lyin' when you rap
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You so broke and pissed off with your dyin' lookin' ass
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Album numbers through the roof
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I'm the same dude that made it through the mud with the boots
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You just make an excuse
      Dm
You a bitch

[Chorus]

Dm                        Dm
I ain't ever heard of ya
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I ain't never said a word to ya
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Ain't no tellin' where I might go
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You can lose your life though, life though
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Yeah, I got 'em talkin' (I got 'em talkin')
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Yeah, I got 'em talkin' (I got 'em talkin')
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Yeah, I got 'em talkin' (I got 'em talkin')
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Yeah, I got 'em talkin' (I got 'em talkin')
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I got 'em talkin' (I got 'em talkin')

[Verse 2]

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They judge me for how I'm livin'
     Dm
They crucify my decisions
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I murder my competition, I'm on
         Dm
It's the fucks that I'm never given
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If I get the premonition that you are my opposition
       Dm
You're gone
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Poof like a fuckin' magician, I am what music's been missin'
Dm                           Dm
You're just a repetition and gone
Dm
You speak but no one listens
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When I speak they pay attention
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You're jealous, that’s why we don't get along
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Get it right or I'ma have to do you wrong
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Ain't my fault nobody listens to your songs
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Pickin' checks up while you're busy throwin' stones
                        Dm
But you'll never hit my throne
            Dm
Cause you a bitch

[Chorus]

Dm                       Dm
I ain't ever heard of ya
        Dm                      Dm
I ain't never said a word to ya
         Dm
Ain't no tellin' where I might go
Dm                             Dm
You can lose your life though, life though
                Dm                          Dm
Yeah, I got 'em talkin' (I got 'em talkin')
                Dm                          Dm
Yeah, I got 'em talkin' (I got 'em talkin')
                Dm                          Dm
Yeah, I got 'em talkin' (I got 'em talkin')
                Dm                         Dm
Yeah, I got 'em talkin' (I got 'em talkin')

[Outro]

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Hey, got 'em talkin', I got 'em talkin'
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I got 'em talkin'
          Dm
I got 'em talkin'
          Dm
I got 'em talkin'