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  • Verse 1
  • The Rottweiler:
  • 17 years old, bold, tryin' to get my slang on
  • Broke as a joke, uh, tryin' my best to hang on
  • And if I don't, I'll be a failure
  • And I'll tell ya, I ain't with that, so forget that!
  • I get the 9 from the pawn shop layaway
  • Keep it in my pack and the jack men'll stay away
  • Fellas gettin' jealous, hate to see a nigga rise up
  • They tryin' to size up, but punk nigga, wise up!
  • I pack my 9, yeah, I'm fine, and I chill with it
  • Shoot 'em in a minute and just deal with it
  • 'Cause where I'm from, you gotta buck niggas,
  • If you never want to be an out-of-luck nigga
  • I only did what I had to do
  • Now they're callin' me the king of the avenue
  • Uhh, I'm shootin' my 9 when I bail
  • 'Cause I'd rather go to hell than jail
  • 'Cause it's survival of the fittest
  • Thrill Da Playa:
  • Yo, it was rough from the start, son
  • And I knew I'd be a hustler, even when I was in kindergarten
  • Feelin' on the teachers and givin' 'em looks
  • And steady takin' all the other kids' coloring books
  • My momma used to try to make me study my work
  • But I was busy chasin' girls, gettin' under they skirts
  • And though she raised me the best she could,
  • Them whippin's ain't done me no good
  • And sure, I could play ball like the rest of the guys,
  • But yo, I always had this fear of gettin' paralyzed
  • And sellin' drugs at the time was the easy way
  • The easy work, easy women plus the easy pay
  • It had me feelin' like I would do whatever it takes
  • To have a car and a woman in a couple of states
  • Cause I'm a professional, and you couldn't knock it
  • Because I had to keep some money in my pocket
  • It's survival of the fittest
  • [Rasta chorus]
  • Verse 2
  • The Rottweiler:
  • When I was comin' up and runnin' up,
  • The hoochies in my hood never took time, so I took mine
  • And I thought it would change, and when I got older
  • They just got colder, and gave me the cold shoulder
  • But now them hoes wanna skeeze me
  • Just because they see my face on TV, uhh
  • Them hoes be buggin'; they come a-dime-a-dozen
  • I'm even doin' it with my own cousin
  • I got hoes 'cause I'm so rich, nigga
  • Never get played and laid by no trick, nigga
  • They only speak 'cause a brother done peeped strong
  • I muss my hair like Fred and get the hell on
  • I gots no love for them hoes, and if I did it'd be a drama,
  • 'Cause, trick, I only love my momma
  • And never have I sold a yard
  • But I'd do it if times got hard
  • 'Cause it's survival of the fittest
  • Thrill Da Playa:
  • Comin' up daily, gettin' richer than rich
  • And all the fellas in the hood just itchin' to snitch
  • But I got my stuff runnin' so tight and legit
  • That the fans can't even make a spirit to stick
  • So yo, they can go and find another dealer to fade;
  • I got a business in my name, and my taxes is paid
  • They only mad 'cause they bussin' they chops
  • To say that I'm a millionaire because I'm cuttin' them rocks
  • They can't ******* with that, and even when they think they can,
  • I got a set-up so they only get the metal man!
  • I can't see bein' a letter to them
  • And locked up just because I'm doin' better than them
  • I tried the right way, but they kept ignorin' me
  • Saw opportunity, and I went for it, G!
  • It was smooth and the feds couldn't match me
  • But now that I'm legit, yo, I know they'll never catch me
  • It's survival of the fittest
  • [Rasta chorus]
  • Verse 3
  • The Rottweiler:
  • Uhhh, and ow that I'm straight with the law,
  • I'm makin' more money than I ever saw
  • But still, my 9's what I'm alive by
  • I'm never slippin' to be a victim of a drive-by
  • But it's still kind of crazy
  • If I spend two seconds with a girl, she's claimin' she's havin' a baby
  • And all my girlfriends are black, and they act rude
  • But if I dated another color, they'd get an attitude
  • And my moms ... yo, bless her soul
  • Alive, and bustin' her ass before 25
  • Got a brother in a rage, uh, she ain't a minimum woman,
  • So why the hell she makin' minimum wage?
  • I try to give her money, but she won't take it
  • She says she hates it; she doesn't like the way I make it
  • I thank the Lord I'm alive. All I have to do is survive
  • 'Cause it's survival of the fittest
  • Thrill Da Playa:
  • I know the feelin', I can keep my poise
  • I got beepers, and all types of digital toys
  • And I know they think that I am sellin' dope
  • And wanna keep me underneath the microscope
  • So they can try and take what's mine
  • But I'll burn it to shreds, before they get one dime
  • And to them, it's a hurtin' fact
  • Because it's all insured, so yo, I'm gonna get it right back
  • And yeah, they lookin' like dummies
  • They waste they time, plus they waste they taxpayers' money
  • So put away your house-raidin' tactics,
  • Shotguns, ski-masks, and windbreaker jackets
  • 'Cause ain't no doors gettin' kicked down
  • And if it is ... then I suggest you skip town
  • Becuase my lawyer's so good, I hope you're packed up;
  • In the morning, you'll be sleepin' in Alaska
  • It's survival of the fittest
  • [Rasta chorus

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