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Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your wig pushed back tonight
Said I deserve my respect
Brains don't matter if your wig get split

track records

[Verse 1:]
Way before 'Pac and Big, I did it big,
Way before Hova, L'y was a Casanova,
Way before Nas, I held my first menage
Way before

I mean, that type of green can even be seen by the blind
To be real it’s a dangerous climb up the mountain of mula thats filled with traps and boobies

the police, no nigga I do not pay fees
Yeah the way I write my bars I
Got logic, like Keanu Reeves, yeah
Chrome Heart on my sleeves
Eternal Atake in my speakers

his kneecaps split, and his body burned away,
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!
His head smashed in and his heart cut out,
And his

18 Months Continuous Mix: Bounce/Bounce [R3hab Remix]/Feel So Close/We]

Calvin Harris

18 Months [Deluxe Edition]

2012

close to you right now, it's a force field.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal.
Your love pours down on me surround me like a waterfall.

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

beef I fire at ya
Grill until it barbeque
I got more heart than you and to
Spark at you it's an issue
Like that big bitch that
Battle wit' big tit's
My

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

washing my designer shirts
Only time you seen me choke I was rocking chains so big they hurt
Only time you seen me broke I swear my heart was split in

five
Got a boot camp fulla hoes i'm gat totin'
Ready to leave your heart open
Bullets floatin', hot nine chambers smokin'
Uptown, ya bound to get y'all

be
And over there they don't play at all
I'm a Florida boy by heart yea
And I ain't giving out my heart no
I'm in her life I play my part yea
And the I

No Limit Soldiers II

Master P

No Limit Soldiers Compilation: We Can't Be Stopped [Clean]

1998

gonna split
Ahhhhh shit
Who make y'all scream the loudest
Who dought it
That master p boys get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it
Respect the tank or get

customs
It'll sell by night its extra white...
I got so many grams if the man find out
it will land me in jail for life
But im still big pimpin spendin

Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty

and
My heart them u owe me
I had went through
Rain and storm
By my doley
Streets changed my Life
I be missing the old me
You gone stick by
My side is tf

Fruit ninja split ya cantaloupe
Hundred Hand hit
Water style
Water flow
Fire style
Want the smoke
Wood style
Smoking dope
Wind style
Finna blow
Earth

wrist
Heart break on a full moon
Diamonds dance like Chris
I ain't Cash Money
Still a Big Tymer bitch
Rosé is what I sip
24k is what I piss
18k

So if you aint with this shit
To the split
I can fend for myself 
Putting plaques on my shelf
Better keep going strong

He's drawn in by the chicks

shit
Split yo legs and feel it every way

Cus we do this everyday
Big ol' booty bitch
Titties fresh as shit
Split yo legs and get it every every every

Hit a lil' nigga with a big old Fin
Oh, you not not on my kin
I'm poppin' that shit and I'm settin' the trend
Watch cost a brick and a split
You

on chains 
I split your fucking chest with a big heavy saw 
Bust your knee caps open with a rusty stained hammer 
Crush you toe by toe as your bones crunch

fold her

Duffle bag full of guala bape coat and a fat Louie V wallet
Big baller in the porche drift quick no stalling split it with the clique the drip

(Ima big steppa)
(No need for extras)
(Ima big steppa)
Ima Big steppa
It’s only room for me and my niggas
no need for extras
To the block