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your camera phone on it's a photo shoot

Me and Boosie smoking fruity
It look like a photo shoot
Shout out to my nigga Webbie, my hoes independent too
Me
a window pane 
With twenty bars, I'm sinister God, administer pain 
To your paragraph it ain't hard, see I studied the life-science 
For years in this,
come swirled up
Better put the word out, mind I find the mediocre
I'm a bust it down, serve 'em like a bunch of smokers
You can fuck around, who else
sees some buffoon
Blown away by her style
She goes out of her way so that she can play
And make him beg for a little while

She's gonna

Shoot 'em
all eternity

You think you're ready, but you're not prepared
When you hear the sound

[Repeat x3]
Look out

Send you to Heaven and shoot you
of your children crying out in your head 
They always said that the living would envy the dead 

So now you're gonna shoot bullets of fire 
Don't want
of your children crying out in your head 
They always said that the living would envy the dead 

So now you're gonna shoot bullets of fire 
Don't want
[Lil Wayne]
Fuck with me, you know what it is

[Chorus: x2]
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this
experiments 

Theoretical observances and critical procedures, cool 

to seventy-seven Kelvins, by submerging, steel cylinders 

Secure capacitated it in
and the rope come rolling by

When three hundred years has been the time from whence it came
Why hadn't someone yet figured out to lower down the gun
old Two winters spun out summer's threads in rich and creamy folds She recalled the soil and cotton seeds and summer's hopeful shoots And she had a bolt
And it ain't my night to get buried in the dirt
But it is your day to get buried by a verse,
It'll be another ten years before you see an MC Ren here,
what you think about me, but just remember,
When it hits the fan brother, whether it's next year, ten years,
Twenty years from now, you're gonna be able
but just remember
When it hits the fan brother, whether it's next year, ten years
Twenty years from now, you're gonna be able to say
That these brothers
what you think about me, but just remember,
When it hits the fan brother, whether it's next year, ten years,
Twenty years from now, you're gonna be able
what you think about me, but just remember
When it hits the fan brother, whether it's next year, ten years
Twenty years from now, you're gonna be able
drive-by's, we park in front of houses and shoot
And when the police come we fuckin' shoot it out with them too!
That's the mentality here (here) that's
know
Exactly all the things I feel
Not just a maybe
But baby, I'm for real

?Cause I've been wishin' on the stars and hopin'
Just as it shoots
in and helped pull me out
Now the years they rolled by and old Shep he grew old
His eye sight at last it grew dim
Then one day the doctor looked
to it,
You just stand there lookin' cute,
And when something moves, you shoot!"
And there's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now,
Two game
bump bumpity bump bump over the hills with snow santa clause is comin to town 8 x's Have a holly jolly christmas its the best time of the year oh by
All about the profit and
They got me back in this game again 
But I swear we all gon be alright
(x2)

Yo they say it can't be done no one can do it
to it,
You just stand there lookin' cute,
And when something moves, you shoot!"
And there's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now,
Two game
get out of his sight
There in the dark it's the only abuse
When the frail old man he smiles

And he says
Will you be a bride for me
On your knees
her baby

CHORUS (2X)

Verse 2: Snoop Dogg
I'ma gangsta, located in the alleys and Cali
Shoot dice wit' killas and smoke wit' the dealers
You