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thang
If you wanna do it then step
Your ass to the ring and bring on your boys
I'm takin ALL you hoes one by one
Hands flyin like bullets from a gun
I'm
Man 1:   What?
Mandy:        This praising.
Wise Man 1:   No, no, no.
Mandy:        Oh!  Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
	      take
Hustle Gang
Remix! F.D.B!

West Side, Bankhead, that's where I'm from
Everything y'all did, it been done
My Tru game and my shoe game
You can't touch
been through
Nigga can be ya dawg one day
And turn pussy out the blue
A fuck nigga gone do what
A fuck nigga gone do
Better off running by yo self
If you
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can
With the threes now
Im hittin fucken trees now
Why dont you come see about 
Siri baby re route
Lakebreeze needs a nice house
Agents get your price out
If
5tyme no percentage 
Tryna make ah change but they can't visualize my image
Tryna stay up out the way can't get caught in the mix
Photographical memory
at your brain
Homie gettin' touched
It's bloody Halloween
Wash you out if you ain't lit enough
(Yes, sir) my bitch tryna go behind my back
But I don't give
I'm famous and everybody takes pictures
I had faith since decks and mixers
And you're a non-believer
So I can't see you in the distance
Picture the game
Yeller, a pit bull and dog is the champ
You know better, think about crossin' the line
Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9
Double R and we get
(C Gutta)

Let me see you bounce right to left and let your (shoulder lean)
Hey, hey, let your (shoulder lean), yeah, just let your (shoulder
(C Gutta)

Let me see you bounce right to left and let your (shoulder lean)
Hey, hey, let your (shoulder lean), yeah, just let your (shoulder
calm when
I'm about to split your arm in
Put a hole so big in your noggin
That if you God body, you can fit the whole sun, moon and star in
You starvin'
of white
But why you think they take
That time from you, cause you need it right?
And you can't get it back
So how they givin people life?
Like you gon live
on hoodies screamin' "freeze"
Get out the navigator, godfather iii in the dvd
They hop in, they take your car for a spin
It's cold outside so all you feel is
I'm free-fallin' feet first out of a damn tree
To stampede your chest 'til you can't breathe
And when I'm down to my last breath
I'ma climb
with the camp
Not Old Yeller, a pitbull and dog is the champ
You know better, think about crossin the line
Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9
Hustle Gang

West Side, Bankhead,(remix) that's where I'm from
Everything y'all did
It been done
My Tru game and my shoe game
You can't touch that
To God you some pussies
I can see it in your face
Nigga you a mothafuckin' rookie
Nigga hold up, nigga run out of here
Cause ya boy kinda fast
Ya boy say
I'm free-fallin' feet first out of a damn tree
To stampede your chest 'til you can't breathe
And when I'm down to my last breath
I'ma climb
dedication to Biggie
I'm free-fallin feet first out of a damn tree
to stampede your chest till you can't breathe
And when I'm down to my last breath
I'ma climb
Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop
It's real, yo but still, yo, it's love here
And it's felt by anybody that come here
Out of towners take the train, plane and bus here
Must be
I can never lose
Chess or checkers make a move
Drippin' in them jewels like I
Just got out the pool
Skinny nigga sittin' on that
Money like the jews

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