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G B H How Come

ain't fun for boys and girls ? How come, how come, yeah how come ? How come, how come, yeah how come ? How come, how come, yeah how come ? How come

How come, how come, yeah how come ? How come, how come, yeah how come ? How come, how come, yeah how come ? How come there's people dying in holy wars ? How

it (that's right) Listened to the double disc (yeah) Now they all spit, like they all legit (c'mon) Frank tell how we did it, go [Notorious B.I.G.] + (

know So if you want to come kick it wit' some real pimp A real man, a young boss, girl, money don't run out Holla if you down wit' Clover G's, roll, let

touch this cake Mark ass niggas, stay the fuck up out my way I be true O.G., you can quote what I say I'm a H-town nigga from around the way Southside

't That's how it is for me 'cause I live a boss' life Now this is for the B's and the C's, and the D's and the H's And the G's puttin' work in overseas

on the left, two *** on right You better move, AK all day Get *** up like Shyne, that's on my niece I'm B.I.G. like Diddy, dammit, I'm wit' it Khaled

on the left, two *** on right You better move, AK all day Get *** up like Shyne, that's on my niece I'm B.I.G. like Diddy, dammit, I'm wit' it Khaled

the mic, spit one, let me hit that b*** Pimp-C, 8-Ball and MJG Keep spittin' that P to the I M P Bun-B, that's Texas, baby Ball and G, that's Memphis