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Intro by Trust Meالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

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Hey son?

Hey dad.

Son who's your favorite rapper and who's your favorite rap group?

You are cause you the real ice cream man and my favorite rap group is T.R.U.

'Cause I'm true 2 da game.



Aha I'm true 2 da game too son. You did your homework? You got any studying to do?

Yea dad. Studying this just how to be a true playa. Wanta ask me some questions?

Yea son. Let me see this. Oh they didn't have questions like this when I grew up son,

But I guess whatever



It takes to make you be a man son. I'm all for it.

Son, the first question is, if you rap about another



Rapper on a record, what are you?



You a sucka!



Aha, you got that right son. Next question.

If you hate another for being successful, what are you?



You mean like, you rollin in Benzes, they be like P.H.ing you,

The pigs be pulling you over cause you



Be black and you be sittin on triple gold,

Like the niggas in the ghetto be hatin on you cause you made it out?



Yeah son, what is that, what you call that?

Dad, that only be two words. PLAYA HATA.

Huh, you got that right son. Look like you gonna past this test,

But I got one more question for you.



Son, if any man depends on another man and can't think on his own,

Can't survive on his own, can't take good care of his



Family, you know what I mean son. I mean,

You were put in this world by yourself,

You're supposed to depend on you and nobody else.

I mean son, when a man can't function on his own and put his problems on another man,

Son, what type of man is that? What do you call that type of person?



Dad, can I curse?

Son, if you have to express yourself. Tell me, what type of man is that?

That a punk ass bitch

Hehehe, damn little P, you bout it, bout it, just like your daddy.

Oh wait, one more question before I leave though.



What you want to be when you grow up?

I want to be a G like you.

A No Limit Soldier for life.

Fuck you hatas, cause we have millions.

Writer : SMITH, DANTE/JONES
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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