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on yo brother
And later on yo sisters too
Wondering where it came from
Or what the fuck 
Did I do
But now the coin flipn sides
N the side being told
By

spin, he gone do dat shit again, ain’t nobody perfect lord forgive me for my sins, one day I might wake up n just go by me a Benz, baby I’m a Gemini they

in my lamb
Taking many pictures in my lamb damn choppa frying a Shit like spam
I'm fuckin with them n****s from the ham
Scrilla that's my muhfuckn fam

n****s with wack raps
I'm the nicest to ever do it and that's facts
How dare a n**** try to compare me to rap kats?
Nothing could block the Kidd, sh** not

couldn't do
They say I walk around like I'm the shit well n***a wouldn't you
You couldn't walk two miles couldn't walk two miles in my shoes
You just hating

jacking none that shit
He a zombie nigga
Aim straight his brain
What the game really do to n****
With some fame
Now we stuck with a Kanye that’s fucking

f****n' be, and just let mother f****rs do

That's all I got to say about that s**t

Alright lets get the f**k outta here

of time
Nah forreal name a n***a on my type of time
Name another n***a that talk that shit without writing a rhyme
As good as I do I don’t need a hook for

Yeah yeah 
Plaza watchu cookin' 
I got all this blowwwww
Blow that shi out yeah
Whatchu knowwww
So Hype Designer Fashion N***a

Blow that shit out
I

on a n***a leave you stuck with it
cin't got shit to do with me I know that's your business
Imma keep raising the bar like n***as love fitness
Learned to trust

these niggas out to play n get tha Pussy first
But look dis some shit
I got demons on my side that's tryna kill Shii
Drill shit
You coming wit sum shots

nigga out early and kept Bobby (free Rowdy)

Y'all couldn't wait for this shit to drop
I really entertain y'all with all this shit I pop (I do, right?)

Woke up this morning 
Not in a rush to get up 
We need diapers 
Formula, Wipes and
Some zip-loc bags for the drugs 
I don't do this shit for my

Uh, its X n***a

Same song with different artist
Thought you wanted some real, its being disregarded
But do you know how you feel or is it just

on the line 
So I can rise to the TOP
N CLAIM MY DAMN SHRINE!
You wanna cross me?
There’s a FINE FUCKIN LINE
But if you ever do 
Say hello to my NINE 
So don’t

can't do no frontin
I need a rich n**** no frontin
Can't sell me none
Type n**** Ill call I know he coming
Keep dat shit coming
He'll put it my hand, ten

know how that shit goes

If your ho only know
That she was getting fucked on the 7th floor
If that bitch only knew
The she was getting mutted by

to you ways that you ain't know 
They Cracking jokes
Lil n****s follow out here cracking 4's
N****s don't know what it means
They just do that shit for

(Ayeee)
J Bird Detergent I'm stainless (Yuhhh)
This is that dark shit that creep in ya car shit the kids in the house cuz it's dangerous (Yuh)
B.G.G E.N

I don’t start shit, all I start is movements 


Like aye aye!! Guess I gotta make this shit here black n white
Aye aye!! I don’t a shit bout who black

be by your side
Until the volume dies
Bring down the walls
Summonin' the sulfur to improve 'n' prove 'em all
Wrong nevermore
Our shadows will be

**** bitch made
Like a baby he gone (Cry cry)
My n***** get took up by the laws They do not comply

Turn me up one time
Cause bitch it's finesser season N

Runnin My Momma Crazy

Plies

The Real Testament [Clean]

2007

I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin? me

my money on vertical
And these streets cold, unmerciful
So move, I got ma' fuckin' work to do
You in the way n****, stay back
Or, get yo' shit pushed