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Bet she had a nigga with her to help her old ass

As James Baldwin says
You can only be destroyed by believing
That you really are what the white
[Rick Ross]
Ever seen a fat boy in a big body
Know you wanna sit by me, all you do is think bout it
Lease apartments to get kicked out it
Next day,
like Stacey Koon
Get the right bitch, hit the light switch, here we go
Tap that ass like this really doe

"You got to believe, somethin"
West Side Lynch
[Rick Ross]
Ever seen a fat boy in a big body
Know you wanna sit by me, all you do is think bout it
Lease apartments to get kicked out it
Next day,
Bet she had a nigga with her to help her old ass

As James Baldwin says
You can only be destroyed by believing
That you really are what the white
(like repossession)
Belive that

By the way that you scream my name
I put a talk that you ain't been claimed
Now you up in here with that lame
Brotha lynch hung: Are you fuckin serious, well a fuck it 
I'mma do this then , fuck it  shoots himself
Lynch, Lynch  u there alright man ah yeah
With kush and lean on my breath
The big boss Ricky Ross here is Trilla
You Know I'm talkin' bout

Shout out to Gun Play. Shout out to T.O.
Shout
With kush and lean on my breath
The big boss Ricky Ross here is Trilla
You Know I'm talkin' bout

Shout out to Gun Play - Shout out to T.O.
(ROSS), I get it for da low
Pull up in that white on white, know you wonder what its like
Know you wonder what's the price, ain't nothing to a boss
I get
the best in the flesh
Gettin' blessed, on a jet is a way to reflect
Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
By the bottles in the pail and the models
we all the way nice nigga, streetsweeper and shit, pistol grip you know. We finnuh handle these nigga. Low-Kee gave me the whole hook-up nigga. Lets do
[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Fuck these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do
Every Single Bitch y'all
From the Psycho Active album, by my nigga X
Music: lynch
Lyrics: lynch, logan


In wheels of no return
And dreams that fade along the way
Never to grow old, and change
Shades of long memories
at you nephew
What you do and what I do, I'll make you wan' act a fool

(lynch)
Alright, wait, wait, wait, hold up
Avian lies up in the city, smashin with
Music: lynch
Lyrics: logan, brown, lynch, esposito


In a dark and smokey room
A shade of webs that leads you to
A tattered stage that's worn
he rode up
He said you killed that woman I know you shot her why'd you do it
I'm taking you to Austin then I'm gonna lock you up

Well he tied me
want to put my hands all over your body girl come this way
What you gon' do oo-oo, if I touch you if I put my lips on you oo-oo
If we took you back
They love they way I shine
This world is mine, all mine

[Rick Ross]
Up early in the morning, got gold in my eye
Got a 4-5 that'll leave a hole in
inhibited
By cut throat niggas just like me that out there getting dividends

[Verse 2]
I always feel like somebody's watching me
But ain't droppin' me
Alphabet Boys get them charges to stick now
Bitch, you ain't gotta guess it's me and Mannie Fresh
You know we gettin' money by the way a nigga dress
land?

I've looked at the ocean
Tried hard to imagine
The way you felt the day you sailed
From Wester Ross to Nova Scotia

We should have held you
We
you want to do is roam free,
On your own feet gotta cook your own beef,
I'm too cool for lame dudes that ridicule,
I laugh while I'm doing laps in
minutes and feel like killin
Loadin that milli-milli its that infant killa
Nigga Lynch, Mr. Doc, D-O double M and hella heat
Niggas unload, I need
way Tech, Lynch and 40 sing
See ya gotta be conscious of what it means
Then I know that your ready for what it brings
Do you know what I mean when I