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to you[01:25.48]But we both know it's a lie[01:27.98]I'm out of love[01:29.10]Just dizzy drunk[01:30.46]Is it the wine or were you staring at me too[01:35.83]Because I

to ask[02:05.41]Take away the pain , spark the blunt that's in my hand[02:08.24]I'm coolin on the front porch[02:10.98]It's rainin and the wind blow[02:13.55]Still got

match it with sunglasses by benzino[00:31.98]Parade around the strip with our shirts off[00:34.02]Casamigos got us crazy and someone called

own[01:05.98]This time, you can see by how it's shown[01:07.67]Scars in me, I just might be like Al Capone[01:09.49]Verse first, so I gotta set

Speak No Evil

Everlast

Forever Everlasting

1990

[Featuring cool Nick] 

I'm in the studio with my brotha 

The half Asiatic 

You know the fraction of black skin and a smidget of white

Sundays in Sebastopol by Roe or Rick J
Sundays in Sebastopol just fade away like a jump shot MJ
Back in the day
Sundays up in Rohnert Park just rolling a J

Front Porch

Twista

Mobstability

1998

grooving
Tip by the corner store wit the indo steady movin'
Niggas who flippin' new 98's is steady cruising 
Bumpin' up the block flossin' for the chicks

are migratory?
ARTHUR:  Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1:  What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR:  It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD

on my lap waitin to attack
I'm out here runnin to the bag like I'm runnin track
Ain't nick cannon cause my drum spitting at his hat 
If he try to hit my

Kneel on Backstreet, that's avoidin' damnation
Nick Carter's God to his whole damn nation
Fly from the jump Vince Carter no relation
Leave you shiver cold

I spit, I'm spitting facts (On God)
I shoot like Melo on the Knicks, I ride round with my gat (On God)
We be serving nicks, bagging up work in

the watch was still crusty
I like what from 98 weeks ago (So she knows what's we dudes )
I was there (I did the same thing) even the churches you know
They

him since 18
'98 Cavalier
10's on it kept it clean
Been a king kept a queen
Way before Ms. Everdeen
Out the district hunger games
Way too big for

brother savvy lost his life tryna get a bag
Like sum ratchet hoes this Glock a nick yo wig back
Free shoota he had niggas hidin like a pile back
No decision

like I'm 98°
Benny Troung - the modern day Nick Lachey
Which bitch gonna lick my dick today?

Lala lalala lala i got what you need
I got what you need

Murda gang familia we smoked out eating good bitch
Remember back when we ain't have shit we was filling orders like Saint Nick
Riding round with the 3 for

that pole hit
Walk down with that four-nick'
Hold on, talkin' 'bout that glizzy switch, my nigga get your soul lit
Know you heard 'bout all these

Paranoid, Can't get sleep
On gasoline done fucked around and popped another bean

Ville Zone

When I was broke I had to pay for every Nick
Was down

Juugboi Nick
Yeah I'm swerving when I ride
I can't sleep I be trapping all the time ay 
Give em up yeah that lil bitch is too fire ay 
She a thot so

and nicks
My babymomma think I'm on the phone wit a bitch
I'm on the phone talkin chicks talk to my plug lika Pimp
Know I ain't the only nigga fell in love

on the east side picking up these rebounds too
East side picking up these rebounds too
Going for the three man not for the two
Nick cooking up beats that are

and the twos
I been wrecking all these records 
I been living by my truth
I been messing with the code

And everybody knows it 
We been knocking on the door

Hook
Max B:
Nick-nack, patty-whack, give a dog a bone (bone)
Murder
Nick-nack, patty-whack, give a dog a bone (bone)
Murder
(Repeat)

Verse 1
Max B:

step up on the scene
Like nick cannon I be drumming, all I need is a ring
You ain't tryna make no money, you just tryna make a name
Boy out here looking