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Who'd ever dream your cousin
Would come along and give us the eye?
I understand that you feel upset
What do you say that you forgive
brand new
Get her an Uber when it's over
Fuck that, just hop up in the coupe
What you gon' do?
'Cause you can't really put the blame on me (no)
If
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
the mission make a million wit cha fucking woes
Wit cha fucking bros
I thought that's how shit goes
It's mister double up u know I gotta stick and go
I just
is what you make of it
And I'm makin' a lot of it
See that's a quadruple entendre
Jay Z eat your heart out
Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York
But
I can make you dance
I know the world's in a real bad way
I can make you dance if you want me to
But I can make you better, let me show you what
[Ludacris]
Maaaaaaaaan, get out my way and watch out as I come through
Bustin' in your line, crackin' helmets in two
I bring the pain, so what'cha
new
It's been like that way before you was even born
Get up from the down stroke
Chocolate City for the black folks
Say it loud in ya hot pants
It's that underground sound got cha feeling right
When you feel the vibe is on (It's on)
You just gotta fine the zone (the zone)
Let that wave come into
shit it doesn't do any good what you die from
My boy was just like me
He's a rabbit
Suicidal
Grabbin on to that weight
Lucky paw
Shut the fuck up
Shaking
you say
It will be a peaceful day, then I'll line it up
And spray, yah
Tell me what'cha gonna do
When you realize that you were wrong
And what you
That's what you get for tryin' to rob me fo my Rollie nigga
Rolex Rulez
Well an nigga wit the Rolex on
You best believe he packin' Stretch Armstrong
(Intro)
Do you think it is by accident that everytime
a black leader appears on the horizon
with any kind of cleverness, or charisma he's cut
50 cent or someone else
They do what everyone else
Does even if it doesn’t fit where
And who they are but
You get nowhere that way your
Energy is weak
(so) so we die in the steam
Wyclef Jean
(What do you mean, John 3 16?)
This is how it is around the way, y'knahmsayin Muggs?
Wyclef.. and it don't stop
broken? I'll do my best to fix it
Standin' by the station, I'm waitin'
Hate the way I'm changing, It's blatant
Fade away to nothing, I love it
Used
class ya fake ass
Couldn't stop a nigga wit brake pads I'm way pass
Anything that you ever did I'm betta kid
And we never sweat a bid it's easy to get
the yutes that ain't athletes or rappers
Picture you, I don't know your picture can you paint it for me?
And can you take out all the man that's gonna taint
I'm talking sticks and stones
Girl you could break my bones
Leave me here all alone
But you won't taint my soul
Dealing with the pain that you put
I don't care if they blame us
I don't care what his name was
You can sell a lie its way safer
You can sell a lie and make paper
Yes the money gon
to your ears or something
Bye your voices do
You believe–what percentage of people
Here–and by the way, i’m
Not setting y’all up
I’m not setting y’all up
me?
(Put me in that motherfucka)
Yeah that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me
By age thirteen I was buckwild
Good at my
trip up
Only thing that I've been searching for
Is some real love
It's so tough to find
Sometimes I just wanna give up
But my momma told me
Don't you
picks to choose it
We get cha if we gotta
Wig split cha if we gotta
I know you ain't got word that B.G.'s a rider
So keep it on the D.L
If you got keys
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