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Woah, woah woah woah woah
Yung Orad nigga
One and only, Big Curezza
I may be paranoid I gotta keep a Weapon by the side, leggo
How the perky hit?

(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Flo!)
(Yeah)
Pray for my peace, it's been Real Rough
Saved by grace, said it wasn't enough
Been tossed in the pin, but who

but they really look like Rayman
Shots fired
Make you praise dance
I get on a beat and stomp like Kirk Franklin
So come swing low by me, sweet chariot

take it
Told the bitch get out my way like I'm Ludacris
I be kicking it back, I be booting it
Motherfuckers know Carol not new to this
I be high in

freestyle: epic, crazy numbers
Biggest freestyle of the year
We're about to go in
This time, nothing but Eminem beats
Understand what's about to go down:

[Lilscienz]
Yo, freestyles, reside to the e-ventually
You might see me, kick the spree
Get the tape in the Benzi box
Up in club spots
On a regular

They left me to die, the voices brought me back bitch
Poppin’ pills and driving, got my son in the back bitch
I can tell by how he said it he won’t

Pain in my heart I don't feel alive
Pain in my heart I don't feel alive
My heart blinded by the things of life
I'm thinking about the other night we

Do the shuffle and the hustle like the old school do
Then you do a freestyle, don't play by the rules
Put your hands in the air, let me see you do it

Holidae In

Chingy

Finest: Hip Hop, R&B and Dancehall

2005

stop by the store
Get a twelve pack of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7, need a natural graze road
I'm already blowed; hit

Thug Boy

C-Murder

C-P-3.com

2001

with my thug
You might want ghetto love
But I just can't get enough - 2x
What you want, I want my ba-by
What you want, I want my thug boy
What you need,

leci jak freestyle
Twoje życie to się ciągnie jak dziwka
A ja idę zarobić bańkę i pryskam
Wrzucam kody mnie nie goni policja
Moje życie to mi leci jak

Cranston
I've been up for nights cramming in
My upward heights are not random
I started out right by a college campus
Tonight, I might smoke cannabis
Nothing

yo' can tell us
Oh my god got all these bands by myself
Count a hundred bills and I ain't need no help
Came up from the bottom really out the soil uh uh

by 6 and I'm used to this
If y'all got a problem I go something Inside my mag that go deeper than Scuba kits
And that's Ludacris
Just like you don't

I’m already dressing
My new bitch
Always tell me she impressed
I don’t give a fuck
About your first impression
You can tell that
Just by my face

am di most proper)
dem can't imagine what i got ta ta ta (Original Rajah)
me light it up like di rocket pon diwali ctishbaz 
who is blessed by di jah

goes by so hazy
Because I'm captivated by the
EQ's kicks and hi hats
Youtube and God yeah
Taught me that
Man the work day started at 5 AM
Hit the gym

singing
I see Mrs. Parker done moved the whip where she used to park er
I gotta stop by Zion house he got my fire starter

I'm tuned out, Grandma still

armored
Love this feels like deja vu
Success is in my reach just need to push this through
Watch for snakes they’ll deceive just to stand by you
These

nothing
That Playboy that 98 that heart break well I relate
Not by mistake what the fuck is you tryna say
Ludacris get out the way
Beat is burning this weed

But I brought back stella
Her damn groove
Aye
Cash cow
Smoke all that green
I move like moo
Bitch
Move
Ludacris
Big arms and big shoes
No ceilings
Well,

man is Ludacris if you looking at it from the outside
Throughout taking in account
What goes on in his heart and mind
I mean i lost myself that's what

sayin'
In my own lane with my glizzy
Gotta roll out like Ludacris
And I ain't Ja Morant, I ain't pump faking I don't show it if I ain't shootin it
These