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point blank – where was your ass at lyrics

when i dropped my first alb-m n-gg-s was jocking me tough
and hoes was scared of me because my tape was too rough
“well slow it down”
h-ll no! i ain’t slowing down sh-t
it’s 94 so you hoes better get used to this lick
you know what i’m saying motherf-ckers try to front on the blank
soon as they think i got paid smoke a blunt with the blank
then we get high so high that they think i don’t notice
but only if they knew, that’s the only way i could focus
hip hop blues, i’m still paying dues undercover
but they don’t see the times a motherf-cker gotta suffer
p-wning all of my sh-t and i couldn’t afford to get it back
but still made hits ’cause dope ain’t charged me nothing for the tracks
cool, much respect due, i see you fool
motherf-ckers don’t appreciate the sh-t that you and egypt do
women around houston seem to think we rich
because every time they see me i’m rolling with a different b-tch
i got a tape, true enough, it’s jamming, g
but i had more sh-t back in the day when i was slanging d
so how the h-ll you gonna say you was down from the git
when you weren’t there when i was making this sh-t

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working late nights in the studio, busting my -ss crack
busting my -ss crack, where was your -ss at?

h-ll, yeah, i bust my -ss trying to make this
and i’ll be d-mned if i let a n-gg- take this
’cause it’s all about respect and never giving up
but a lot of artists these days just don’t give a f-ck
i seen them come and go, straight to the top and drop
way back when just ice used to wreck shop
and what i don’t understand to this very day is
how’d all this white sh-t ever make it on the play list, sh-t
i dig ditches for b-tches that wanna ride d-ck
now everybody’s jocking, trying to be my sidekick
holding they hand out, trying to get a hand out
but when they stand out i wear they f-cking -ss out
man, i don’t owe that n-gg- sh-t
if i got something to give you, i’ma give it to you
you ain’t got to rob my d-ck to get it
and what’s this sh-t i heard about the blank smoking crack?
n-gg-, i’m six four, 260 solid, so squash that
the suicide attempt is true, if i may say
i can’t explain, i just felt like dying that day
but motherf-ckers stick they nose where it don’t belong
and got the nerve to want to be on my f-cking song
trying to be down, but can’t accept the fact that he fired
get off my d-ck, n-gg-, i’m tired

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nine to five, ten to three, eleven to six
around the clock clowns
trying to mix this sh-t down
i’ve been up for three days and still pushing it
my girl talk crazy, but f-ck her ’cause she’s full of sh-t
it’s all about money, i got to get paid
if i don’t make it in this game i got to get the 12 guage
and all i’ma have to say is i tried to
not only my dreams died, i lost my pride, too
so i’ma reincarnate the old point blank
put this d-mn mic down and start slanging weight
because i knew a lot of n-gg-s in the game
and i still know a lot of n-gg-s who want to do this d-mn thing
klondike kat told me to hold on
while vice grip and alcatraz was ready to get they bone on
david d was kind of scared, but i don’t blame him
he was expecting another child and wanted to be there to name him
psk, what can i say about this n-gg-ro
always talk crazy, but down with the blanksta though
but dope e and egypt e, i’m speachless
much love for y’all fools, and i mean this
k rude and all my boys up in tdc
i’d rather you stick a knife in me than forget me
yo, i can’t forget bigtyme and eddie c
mc bone and will up in atlanta, g
and for the rest of y’all fools i know some of y’all care
but face the facts, you weren’t there
player, when i was

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