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Ain’t Cha - Clipse (Ft. Re-Up Gang)
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Ain’t Cha - Clipse (Ft. Re-Up Gang)
[Chorus: Pusha T]
Hmm, you tryna get some hood fame, ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna slang in the rain, ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna save for the Range, ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna perfect your aim, ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna get a big chain, ain't cha?
Hmm, with the medallions and the rings, ain't cha?
Hmm, gon' get your Air Force plane, ain't cha?
Say what? So you can get that hood fame, ain't cha?

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Through despair, I traipse, bakin' pies, makin' cake
Hustling them E's and that C and that H
While you probably talking frantic on the tape
Niggas in the hood ain't tryna hear, "Man, it was a mistake"
They'll call you a bitch, not a bandit at your wake
Epitaph reading how much damage you could take
While I'm on the boat with your bitch, salmon on her plate
I know why you liked her, the head, it was great
Lovin' these bezel-set chains with no space
Eighty-six karats, you know how much diggin' in the planet this could take?
Patent leather Bapes (Uh, uh)
Closet like Planet of the Bapes
Monkey see, monkey do, monkeys following in place
Like I'm living in an episode of Planet of the Apes
You're watching the evolution of one of rap's greats
You niggas tryna take my place? Never happen
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