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[1st Verse]

I was born in seventy-one
In seventy-two I
started to walk
Seventy-three
Seventy-four
Seventy-five
I learned to talk
Seventy-six I
tried sexing
That was around
the age of five
Seventy-seven
Seventy-eight
And seventy-nine
I started to ride
With my
Uncle Ike
In eighty and eighty-one
I was about ten
But the first time
a little chick
Made me cum
Was eighty-two
Or eighty-three
My life really came alive
In eighty-four
I was thirteen
But
Nineteen eighty-five's
The number
I met this bitch
Who told me if I
got tight with
her
Together we
would grow rich
Type of chick
That'll make a brother
Feel good inside
In my mind when I'm sleep
Woke
When I walk
When I ride
Getting to me in
the classroom
Used to follow
me into the
bathroom
And I loved it
She was wild
And everyday
People bore me
Captivate
Activate my hormones
When you speak to me
Softly
Offer me
A piece of you
Cause
Me so horny
She let me foreplay
And that's it
She said
If I would rap
And make some
dollars for us
Maybe I can get a hit
I was writing
Then I found
myself fighting
For the juices
When I found out
That our little
agreement's
Non-exclusive
Ah damn
She let
celebrity status
hit
So I'm thinking
of tactics
How to leave ran down
Prophylatics
On the mattress
So I practice
Hoping to stuff
my fat dick
In this rap bitch
Knowing when I
stuff my cactus
In that catfish
Imma flat shit
She's turning me
into a killer
Devour fools
I'm powerful
Like Mecha-Godzilla
She said
If I keep rapping
She'll keep clapping
But ain't
nobody
strapping
Till she see paper
And then we'll
see what's
happening
And I hear her say

[hook]

You heard of Tech
He's like the best
He built his nest
In the Midwest
The boy can flow
And he be busting like
Boom boom
It's like I'm stuck
I feel I'm cursed
About to load the N9na
Tech cause in a sec
I'm finna be busting like
Boom boom

[repeat]

[2nd Verse]

Ninety-three
She invited me
To a party in L.A.
So popular
She introduced me to
2Pac the next day
She took me to this party
In Beverly Hills
Where me and Chris Tucker
Couldn't get in
Because of our ball caps
And they was all
about dollar
bills
She was a G
And got us all
in for free
Ran into Pac again
She talked about
him so tough
I knew she was
cocking him
But I never did hate
Because I knew
Heated sex
Was our fate
As I got clever
And a lot better
She started
letting me and
my boys
Hit together
Me and Pac hit the slot
Now it's out in the open
Didn't take long
To make her get it on
Came on strong
And Thugs Get Lonely too
Was our slogan
She wanted me
And Chino XL
But he backed off
And said that's hell
He don't dip into
every female
Waiting to exhale
With a
Wet tail
Wish I could be with baby
Daily
But I recall
The Veteran Click saying
Tech
Don't turn a
tramp into your
Lady
I don't know why
I want this bitch
She always dis and
Won't let me
Showcase my shit
This bitch is
driving N9na
Crazy

[Hook]

You heard of Tech
He's like the best
He built his nest
In the midwest
And he be busting like
Boom boom
It's like I'm stuck
I feel I'm cursed
About to load the N9na
Tech cause in a sec
I'm finna be busting
Boom boom

[repeat]

[3rd Verse]

Fuck this
I'm ready for
One on one ruckus
Still she like
Don't touch this
When I'm alone with her
It's on
When the bone hit her
Get her
Hoeing off in L.A.
With my folks
Me and Yuk, Phats, Gonz
L Q Max Key
Hella knocking
your back out
Bitch
Long strokes
You a nympho
Who the pimps though
Me and Roger Troutman
Had you at Juan
Momma house
Shouting
Through the talk box
You exhaust cocks
And you ought not
Ever get caught hot
Why she always
gotta have the
vault lock
Kinda mad when I really
Thought back
Me and Rza hit that ass
On the video set
Why did we hit
Raw
Bitch told us
How she fucked
Eminem
Kool G
KRS
Monch
Exhibit and
All
Type a niggas
When Felony fucked
He said
What what what what
I was next in line
Right after he busted his
Nut nut nut nut
I heard
My homey Rodney say
She want me and
Lynch to hit
Sac and MO dick
And she said she
wanted it so bad
Cause we so sick
I saw you at 92.3
The Beat
With Jay-Z and Damon
I know at times
I'm hella complex
But now Imma put
it in lamens
I wanna fuck you
Not with Jimmy Jam
Not with Terry Lewis
Not with Quincy Jones
Not with QD3
Just me and you
And Imma show you
all the things
That I can do
Go platinum plus
Get trapped in your lust
So I'm hoping me
and you can
Bang bang
I know you're a
groupie hoe
But I still
Want your coochie though
Before I go
I want you to tell
these people
Your name
Rap Game
[1st Verse]       I was born in seventy-one   In seventy-two I   started to walk   Seventy-three   Seventy-four   Seventy-five   I learned to talk   Seventy-six I   tried sexing   That was around   the age of five   Seventy-seven   Seventy-eight   And seventy-nine   I started to ride   With my   Uncle Ike   In eighty and eighty-one   I was about ten   But the first time   a little chick   Made me cum   Was eighty-two   Or eighty-three   My life really came alive   In eighty-four   I was thirteen   But   Nineteen eighty-five's   The number   I met this bitch   Who told me if I   got tight with   her   Together we   would grow rich   Type of chick   That'll make a brother   Feel good inside   In my mind when I'm sleep   Woke   When I walk   When I ride   Getting to me in   the classroom   Used to follow   me into the   bathroom   And I loved it   She was wild   And everyday   People bore me   Captivate   Activate my hormones   When you speak to me   Softly   Offer me   A piece of you   Cause   Me so horny   She let me foreplay   And that's it   She said   If I would rap   And make some   dollars for us   Maybe I can get a hit   I was writing   Then I found   myself fighting   For the juices   When I found out   That our little   agreement's   Non-exclusive   Ah damn   She let   celebrity status   hit   So I'm thinking   of tactics   How to leave ran down   Prophylatics   On the mattress   So I practice   Hoping to stuff   my fat dick   In this rap bitch   Knowing when I   stuff my cactus   In that catfish   Imma flat shit   She's turning me   into a killer   Devour fools   I'm powerful   Like Mecha-Godzilla   She said   If I keep rapping   She'll keep clapping   But ain't   nobody   strapping   Till she see paper   And then we'll   see what's   happening   And I hear her say      [hook]       You heard of Tech   He's like the best   He built his nest   In the Midwest   The boy can flow   And he be busting like   Boom boom   It's like I'm stuck   I feel I'm cursed   About to load the N9na   Tech cause in a sec   I'm finna be busting like   Boom boom      [repeat]       [2nd Verse]       Ninety-three   She invited me   To a party in L.A.   So popular   She introduced me to   2Pac the next day   She took me to this party   In Beverly Hills   Where me and Chris Tucker   Couldn't get in   Because of our ball caps   And they was all   about dollar   bills   She was a G   And got us all   in for free   Ran into Pac again   She talked about   him so tough   I knew she was   cocking him   But I never did hate   Because I knew   Heated sex   Was our fate   As I got clever   And a lot better   She started   letting me and   my boys   Hit together   Me and Pac hit the slot   Now it's out in the open   Didn't take long   To make her get it on   Came on strong   And Thugs Get Lonely too   Was our slogan   She wanted me   And Chino XL   But he backed off   And said that's hell   He don't dip into   every female   Waiting to exhale   With a   Wet tail   Wish I could be with baby   Daily   But I recall   The Veteran Click saying   Tech   Don't turn a   tramp into your   Lady   I don't know why   I want this bitch   She always dis and   Won't let me   Showcase my shit   This bitch is   driving N9na   Crazy      [Hook]       You heard of Tech   He's like the best   He built his nest   In the midwest   And he be busting like   Boom boom   It's like I'm stuck   I feel I'm cursed   About to load the N9na   Tech cause in a sec   I'm finna be busting   Boom boom      [repeat]       [3rd Verse]       Fuck this   I'm ready for   One on one ruckus   Still she like   Don't touch this   When I'm alone with her   It's on   When the bone hit her   Get her   Hoeing off in L.A.   With my folks   Me and Yuk, Phats, Gonz   L Q Max Key   Hella knocking   your back out   Bitch   Long strokes   You a nympho   Who the pimps though   Me and Roger Troutman   Had you at Juan   Momma house   Shouting   Through the talk box   You exhaust cocks   And you ought not   Ever get caught hot   Why she always   gotta have the   vault lock   Kinda mad when I really   Thought back   Me and Rza hit that ass   On the video set   Why did we hit   Raw   Bitch told us   How she fucked   Eminem   Kool G   KRS   Monch   Exhibit and   All   Type a niggas   When Felony fucked   He said   What what what what   I was next in line   Right after he busted his   Nut nut nut nut   I heard   My homey Rodney say   She want me and   Lynch to hit   Sac and MO dick   And she said she   wanted it so bad   Cause we so sick   I saw you at 92.3   The Beat   With Jay-Z and Damon   I know at times   I'm hella complex   But now Imma put   it in lamens   I wanna fuck you   Not with Jimmy Jam   Not with Terry Lewis   Not with Quincy Jones   Not with QD3   Just me and you   And Imma show you   all the things   That I can do   Go platinum plus   Get trapped in your lust   So I'm hoping me   and you can   Bang bang   I know you're a   groupie hoe   But I still   Want your coochie though   Before I go   I want you to tell   these people   Your name   Rap Game