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for this
The luck of the draw call it a full court
Stacking morals in the drawer don't care anymore
Everyone around me I ignore
Another year flown by

No! keep it that way Imma sigh that
Come to join me when I kill someone I have a vita... might be C right? Even nicely I'm not inviting sike
I ain't

They ruthless like Michael Oliver
And Detective Cooper
Obama, when you get elected
Please improve the law
Cause they ain't have to shoot 50
Shots

At the top where I remain. If they hate ima kill em in vein. Not perfect with aim. But swear to god play with me ima break him down like a sprang. 

I got what

you're not leading
And now it's gone to nothing cause the world is receding
Is it real? Is it all in your mind? I concede
So what you gon' do motherfucker?

stock
You could change your life with an IPO
You could change your life with this EPO
In your veins so fast, no time to ask
Will this kill me when I'm

say
Strong Island
You say wild boy I'm the cowboy so make my day
Like Jesse James, self-proclaimed, me and A don't play
Potent like a dime not a five

when 50 cents
Felt like a thousand dollars
Win a Nobel sippin’ Mamajuana
Don't tune to the Oscars
No time to give life to an ounce of drama
Momma, we

A three cornered hat
How about that?
Tea for three
You, he, and me
Just three different Gangs
With the same bang bangs

So now I'm 'tAnq N tONic'
Maybe even

Cheech & Chong Skit:
Yeah, you pour wax on the table, uh huh, and you set it on fire

Jim Jones:
(Dipset) Uh, yeah (Uh)
You know (Let's do it)
This

me hating the rat race I'm in
Mumsies fifty-five and I'm still living within her walls
I pay rent but that money isn't cleaning all her floors
If I

I'm not into pretending
Louis my shoes and all of my linen
If they find out who I'm fuckin they gon wanna kill me
This shit gettin big I'm tryna own me

aren't allowed that thought
And believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
That live in

Sir Manson i stab a lot have a quick look at my basket shot cancerous you bitches see me scandalous
Like my ball sack all you do is hang on a tree in

won't go, nigga
Ay bounce to that ass, I'm tryna see how low it go, baby
Back on the block, pussy come and get me
Get me mad enough, now I drop a 50

You

who can deal with me
Feel with me get acquainted with the chills in me
Kill with me, when its comin to the skills
Buck 50 leave you with red necks that

you are in for a treat if you want some dinner
Pick me apart say I'm not that ni**a
I'm not a dealer 
Say my keys, are not addictive 
When the game

you are in for a treat if you want some dinner
Pick me apart say I'm not that ni**a
I'm not a dealer 
Say my keys, are not addictive 
When the game

tell
Aye
They say they get money I can't tell
Boutta roll up and light me another L
Already know when they kill me I'm going to hell

Imma start off by

to see me By di end of this week

3rd verse
Bitching I'm not really into
Bickering and talking that ain't me That's all you
Notice I haven't said anything

(Man ya killin me!)
Don’t let me get to your crew, if your the carpenter no words for every tool
None harder in your circle, they’ll never be you
Or so

Bleu

Fieldy's Dreams

Rock N Roll Gangster

2002

to kill their husband,
It's just fifty grand, fifty grand
Your pop's is dead, and your mom says,
Here's my new man ,his name is Sam,
Daddy died

shorties catchin' bodies, FaceTime me and drop the rakes
Got his lo', get his safe
Bitch, I'm rich, fuck a case
And you better have that wheel with that

itching he ready to kill
He said big bro man give me a steal
I'm off the drank ion do the seals
My young niggas rob we do not steal
King of this shit I'm