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Typical n**** Lyrics

[Kool G Rap]
b****, don't try to settle me down
I eat, sleep, f***, skeet, gas-peddle around
Get out, meet up with kids that keep that metal around
We ain't pushing no gold medal, I don't meddle with clowns
Run a ten-thou' block a day, five Gs minimum
Tryna hop in some s*** that got the double M emblem
Vest and a ratchet on me, jacket, black Timberlands
b****, cry if you want, I'ma live to stack Benjamins
Taught this n**** to stunt it, played him there in the street
Now his shorty blowing my d*** out of fear of the beef
Tears on her cheek, don't ask me, I ain't gon' hurt her
But stay away from that lame ma, you know it's murder, murder
Them n***** on that other side is weak, they some burgers
b**p heads in the street, I put the heat to 'em, word up
All I need is some hooker stress, G keeps his hooks in check
b****, I should be in the V getting hook with neck
When I put bets on the negligee looking best
Hold on a minute, yeah yo, it's crooked neph'
Y'all n***** packing and ya acting like y'all shook to death
I'll be back b****, my n**** just got jooks and wet
You let him find out, them n***** getting put to rest
5 Fam ride out, Queens borough, Brook' connect
Look at me, yeah I'm your typical n****
And I'm out to get despicable figures
Picture me, G, baby ten years from now, picking their litter
Kids that ain't even know s*** to consider
I'm just your typical n****
Look at me, yeah I'm your typical n****
And I'm out to get despicable figures
Picture me, G, ten years from now, picking their litter
Kids that ain't even know s*** to consider
I'm just your typical n****
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Half a Klip (2008)
Risin Up Turn It Out 100 Rounds (original version) The Life Typical n**** What's More Realer Then That I Feel Bad for You Son With a Bullet On the Rise Again What's More Realer Then That (remix) On the Rise Again (clean version)