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EEnds, some Dpeople would rob their Cmother
For the Eends, rats Dsnitch on one Canother
For the Eends, Dsometimes kids get Cmurdered
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For the ends, so before you go any further
I want my Eends
Verse 1
I knew this Ecat named Darrel didn't have a dollar
AHarvard material, Ivy league scholar
Had a EPh.D an M.B.A
ANow he's renting tables cause there's rent to pay
ECompanies down sizin, inflations risin
ACan't find a job, feelin kind of stressed
EDoesn't even feel the effects when he says
AForgot to count how many times I've been blessed
So he Efalls off track, starts smoking the crack
AOnce it it hits his brain it starts to chain react
Sells the Eshirt off his back, shoes off his feet
He's Alosing all his teeth now he's out on the street
EAll of a sudden he's like Jessie James
ATrying to stick up people for there watches and chains
But he's Efrom a buisiness school and he's nervess with a tool
So he Aends up on his back in a bloody pool
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EEnds, some Dpeople would rob their Cmother
For the Eends. Rats Dsnitch on one Canother
For the Eends. DSometimes kids get Cmurdered
For the Eend. So Dbefore you go any Cfurther
I want my Eends
Verse 2
Knew this Echic named Sally, had a nice strut
AKnew what I wanted, she was up in the cut
ESwinging that butt like race you out here
AOnly rapped the Benz and rocked the fly gear
EBrand named wearing, champagne wavin
AJewels around the neck,live the style she's cravin
EAin't no Savin, doing enough spending
AYou do the lending, she'll do the bending
EStraight machine vending,it's money to take
AShopping sprees gets her on her knees
If ya Ehit with the keys to your crib, yor acting funny
ACome home one day, find her counting out your money
EFrom the wet lands all the way to the appolo
AIf your broke she'll spit, if your rich she might swallow
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EEnds Some Dpeople would rob there Cmother
For the Eends. Rats Dsnitch on one Canother
For the Eends Dsometimes kids get Cmurdered
For the Eends. DSo before we go any Cfurther
I want my Eends
Verse 3
I knew these Etwo home boys who made alotta noise
Making Amoney on the block, kids was on they jock
They was Etougher than leather like Reverend Run
AD M C, They was toting guns
EHolding weight, going out of state
AStacking mad chips and pushing back whips
EFly jewels and gold ain't got no job
Then Aone did some kid and one got robbed
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EEnds. Some Dpeople would rob there Cmother
For the Eends. Rats Dsnitch on one Canother
For the Eends. DSometimes kids get Cmurdered
For the Eend. DSo before we go any Cfurther
I want my Eends