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I don't wanna hurt no soul I don't wanna, nope Cuz it kinda gets awkward When you walk in the room and see 'em They ain't talking to you, and you ain't talking too Like it's some unspoken rule Can't help but to think about How ya'd love to steal some more food... You know it's true That's how you usually do Same attitude It ain't new Go head and take your shots, shots, go take 'em Ain't even know who you talking to An expert على اللجام مقلّع Powerhouse in the backyard, get on the swing Ain't a thing (Money) Money can get you anything you want but you gotta keep paying Or else we can't be playing Can't be playing Can't be playing Can't be playing Star of your own show, Time is up on the dues you ain't been paying (Yo It's all about money) Money can get you anything you want but you gotta keep paying Can't be playing Can't be playing Can't be playing Star of your own show, Time is up on the dues you ain't been paying وك إصحا Yo get it down Get on the mic and show 'em إمسك المايك Hold that firmly Cuz you get one shot, so don't blow it Third Strike ya'll, Street Fighter III Punches and kicks Get down Get down Bruce Lee Yo Get it Get it Down > < Ge Ge Get Get Get Get Get it Down Uh Mh Hold that mic grab it firmly Right on this journey So 'Soi indulgent avec' me Oooh kinda gets... Awkward! Yea yea I don't wanna hurt no soul I don't wanna I don't wanna hurt no soul I don't wanna
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