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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 E. D C 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