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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 *fuck* 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



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