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[C-Murder
That's(Fol')Me. Me.
Ya Dig? That's Me nigga. it out.

You know that that be strutin' like a thug
(That's Me)
nigga mean muggin' in them club (That's Me)
You know that nigga, just don't give a fuck
(That's Me)
And if you playin' wit boy you betta duck (That's Me)

Cause you don't go to war wit me (war wit me)
I my dawgs wit me (dawgs wit me)
All my they gon' fall wit me (fall wit me)
I'm that CP3

It's the 2G plus, and get my shine on
And break it like B12 and get my grind on
I'd never leave you hangin, so gimme dap
I'd never play you close because I rap
I'm from the south, yeah I'm strapped, and plus I'm up
And keep movin' on that and I get fucked up
I hope you niggas takin notes, so pay black
I'm the of all thugs, now picture that

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This for all my dawgs, out raisin' hell, brah
Stack yo chips, and make yo mail,
From Rolodex to Memorex, to sex on the
I disinfect like bleach
Wit my .45 auto on my dresser, I
I wet cha, if you try to step to me
Wit chop, chop, chop, TRU Records on top
CEO ends, in a Benz wit my friends
Sippin Hen', up out the bottle my nogga
Six deep, so don't you try to my nogga
I fuck wit P, and a rowdy nigga Silkk too
That's my crew, forever T-R-U

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You see them on the wall, we ball, we did that
The most stuck up, chicks you met, we hit
C-P-3.Com, for beat, rhyme for rhyme
It's Cut Boy time, so let a thug nigga
You be like, maybe not 'C, or so
I'm up, I say yeah dawg or nigga hell no
What I'm gon' do I get outta jail?
My on my money, stack chips, and make mail
Uptown, Downtown, West Bound, I found all my
Wit that pound them Deadly Soundz
how I be, what you get, is what you see
Locked or free, lil daddy, That's Me

chorus and hook

[C-Murder
And they me to stop thuggin'. You must be crazy.
That's Me. Ya'll better ask sumbody. This aint no
boy. TRU Records, us. Forever. Peace Out.

(Computer voice)
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