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a smile on your face 'till the New Year

Hello, this is Woody. And we've got a little song for ya. Merry Christmas
1, 2, 3, 4

Hi ya, Merry Christmas
I'll be by your side (General)
I'll always find a way
I love you too much, to loose ya
Sweet dancing, you're there right by 

(By your side)
It
smoke and keep sayin

[Nas]
I'ma prison cell six by nine
Living hell stone wall metal bars for the gods in jail
My nickname the can, the slammer,
bring it on
And I'ma have to sing you this song nigga

[Chorus: x2]

I got the scope on the tool I can see what you do
With a little red dot nigga
I'll be by your side (General)
I'll always find a way
I love you too much, to loose ya
Sweet dancing, you're there right by 

(By your side)
It
Nobody's guidance so I decided to sleep by the do'
Open my mind try to slip inside my grandpa's fo'
Drifting off into another stage of life
Nigga paid ya
My burnt lips from the roach clips
How can I shine
Being broke and bag a dope b****
Powerful mind we brave men
I blow smoke and I'ma keep sayin
have ya body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped like car seats
Been banging since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkley's
That's 10 years I told
like
But I'ma lady, who will pull a stunt though
I kill suckas, and even hit the block
So what you want to do?
Ya must play it wrong(ay yo)
Cause
like
But I'ma lady, who will pull a stunt though
I kill suckas, and even hit the block
So what you want to do?
Ya must play it wrong(ay yo)
Cause
been found?
Mama, listen

Senorita, I feel for you
You deal with things, that you don't have to
He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm
But you
Eighteen and over

(Come) [repeat in song]

Eighteen and over, I wants to bone ya (Yeah, baby)
Eighteen and over (Oh yeah, this is gonna be
already know in this man
A lil somethin' for the fans
I'ma let you hear the first song we did off of "Get Ya Mind Correct"
Ya ain't know I had this did
rushed in the crib

Trey-five-seven cracked ya ribs, cops shot ya whip
You've been chased by the pigs, sold the four year bid
Crashed cars, still came out
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
a nigga already approachin' you
Walkin' like ya motion screwed
While I'm picturin' you in the nude
I'ma tell her whatevas cleava' its whateva' you want
yeah, brang one of ya cute partnas along 
Because I'm only 25, and still going live 
I got the estate by the pool, by the lake outside 
I wake up
Prada, Gucci attire watch who's behind ya! Squalie

[Juelz]
Yo we livin' the life of
Loca-vida, coke and cheever
Drive-by blow smoke on the policia
the mind
Many men were eradicated by music minds
Open your eyes and take ya time to visualize
And once you decide to move ya mind in due time

It's so
the bad man when the burner was in his hand
Now he's singin' sad songs with Elvis
Three to the head, 'bout six cross the pelvis
Ya fuck with the high guy ya
Pretty Jamaican kept doing his thing
Him and his older brother got caught up in a sting
Out on bail, pressure by the feds, he caught seven in the head
the song play
The long way, the strong way
It's our day, it's our way
This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay

Hold up, hold up, hold
experiences with y'all, 
Cause I've been places where you'll never imagine, but I'ma start at home, 
I walk straight up to them and I'm like (ugh), Hey girl
have ya body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped like car seats
Been banging since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkley's
That's 10 years I told
half and bust them out
I give the rest to Master Gee
So he could shock the house


I said m-a-s, t-e-are, a g with a double e
I said I go by