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a bitch
And the cuzzy done threw at his whip
He really don't miss so he lucky he lived
Ayo breezy who that in that blunt
Dead opps smoke em by the ton
Worda

it off your back, got a problem with that?
Fellas get me, sip Crist', count fifties
Split Phillies, girly girls they bet are you a Willie?
It's a trife

buck 50, Razor Ramon

(Ay Yo) A razors edge, to the head
The blade was fed,when he bled
Like lettering a face tat, his face was red
It's not just what

a real 20s coppo, I do damage for the set
(Sets) and my MAC, brought it with me
Put that hammer to your neck (Ha)
Hit up Mula for that product
(Product) ,

you had to hate
I ran it up now what you got to say
Baby I can't keep giving you space
You gon' give my heart away
She tryna link like stay away
Had

like the others
What is with this guy?"
It's OK
Cease all anxiety
Look, before we get sprung
I go by Dr3
You go by wasting time
Yes, I know your kind

Hey, yeah hey, yeah
Bobby yeah

Yeah big boats on ho seas
Got new freeze drip by the neck like two keys
On a new team old G from QB in Uptown

I like fuckin' baby mamas
See, I grew up without a father, he alive, but shit, he gone
Know he proud a nigga winnin', by next winter, he'll be home

of ooowee 
Lighta by the uzi 
Bytchez walken in n out 
Hot and gooey 
Homie Ima tru G 
Spit n haters face 
And dare a nigga shoot me 
4 My retaliationz 
50

I'm the one more than D-Rose
Shoot us kinda often 'cause we on
Chrome Heart leather, hoodie by VLONE
That's why I made this off my name
I ain't in

Ion Even Smoke So I See All Profit
I’m Up Right Nie High A Nigga Gone Knock It
Rob Who Take What Man Li Nigga Stop It
For A Threat That’s Ya Life Put

what?"
He say, "That's our boy J.R"
My heart stopped and I'm confused 'cause J.R, he a leader
How the fuck you gon' die on us, nigga? 
O just died, we

laughing
Pick you up and let me smash it
Bust it then I gotta dash it
Doing one fifty in traffic, call me a savage
Now that pussy living lavish
I'm

on the walls
Not trophies, just reminders
What is left here when we fall

Ay, I'm pushing up on your tempo
She too stoned Nintendo
I'm Vint Cerf, she Pink

now
Scraping extras off the hammer
Bitch I need every gram
She ain't sick she did a line
I can tell by the sound
When you shopping
Better taste that

yeah
I rolled it up tight, she high as a kite, yeah
Got nothin' to hide, she stay by my side, yeah
Bonnie and Clyde, we know how to ride, yeah
PG

What you know getting everything yourself
Learn a new wave double up ya wealth
Niggas be saying i got too much pride but who the fuck there when I

Blowin up 50 G's in jimmy brezzin threw 
I spend it on my team and let them live the dream

Bridge:
Now i payed my dues
Everyday stayed true
Never played

better check in, Nigga put a real one up in jail
I'ma have to stretch him, We know that you cap
Nigga we can't feel you Nigga fuck 12 they needa free them

and my brother didn’t still tell okay stopped in my Sp’s fuck police men one sp 50 Dsp so it’s 60k to dsp that’s works better if you don’t loose and if you

here, up in the sauna

A .223 gonna blick you down
And that SMG hold fifty rounds
Look at my face like I'm the don
Blicky by my side with my cup
Ok that's

before it fell out
Doing shit that rappers'll never do
You know I'm on that
So why don't I start by telling
You what was in my contract?
Make the type

The Main Ingredient

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

The Main Ingredient

1994

Ingredient, kick it CL

I know you wonder what kind of way is that to think:
Put all the wackest rappers on a boat and let it sink
Don't blink; next thing

You're a first
Pick and it happens, but I learn when in action. All that ever really mattered was a dagger
Putter from 40 away. Word to the A, what can I