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raise me
Natural born hustla
Off the porch an hit tha pavement
Caught a lot of cases
Hit them licks I bare faced it
I be damn I let a Nigga play wit me

instantly blasted by a flame thrower
How could they do this to my heart's desire
She may have eaten the neighbours but that's no reason to set her on fire
I

cocky dude, sometimes I get to big for my britches 
A lot of shit been on my mind, I’m just hoping you listen 

You living 10 hours always is really

Don't get it confused
I got a lot in life but still, I'll do you like ain't much to lose
Don't get it confused boy, I'm nothing like you boy
Try me,

Godded Brett The Hitman Wooo
I can spit you niggas Flow with my mouth Closed every time my dick
Come around I swear to god Your bitch can't keep her mouth

see another dude
Ya know same shoes same house maybe a couple of brews
But the media says I gotta hate you too
Fuck them I don't see color I see

(If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang could be dangerous)
Okay
Still up by my dolo, tell the tourist take a photo
Yeah, my niggas

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of the soul and then you take it out on their live
Lihoods, why say no to creation for the hubris to survive
The cold winter of february again gonna thrive
Off

bitch I'm only five six

Trap in burbs strictly for the snorters you can't shoot in here
What I made in my indy j house I'm tryna move in there
Say you

Joffer in the flesh
And in case you didn't catch it, Son, I rose at every step
It took a lot to be this games best buddy
From a point of no return I became

I'll ride that
Lambos in your vids, but real life, you ride cab (cab)
Who they shot? They ain't like that (no one)
I know your type, you're the type

grow, d lifestyle intense.
c come from board house and lots of zinc fence.
Loyalty rare mi see frenz a kill frenz.
So mi keep mi mind safe like d purest

a preacher in these speakers
Yeah your bitch know my song check my phone
Walk to the car drop a bag then I'm gone

Hit the scene then pop a bean
Now I'm no

down the street
If they need my help then ill be there to save them
I'm very serious about the things that i'm saying
The people that say guns are bad

at a oop & a cop
Trapping out two different spots he having a lot ain’t afraid of taking no loss
His stomach cut like some floss, having these lil bitches

keep lots of cash in it
I cant buy that shit they selling when they rap about some bricks
They gave my nigga 20 years cause they say he was wrapping

smart & keep niggas out ya business I witness a lot of situations get horidous
A young nigga coolin rollin round in the Benz’s 
It ain’t no competition

to slide
You keep breaking all these habits
But you can't seem to get by

'Cause you used to daydream about the things
You'd do and say when you were

for me
"Where's the album? Where he at?"
They say "I love you" when you sad
You keep it real, they keep it real
I do not wanna write no raps
I

the fuck is you waiting for?

They say the King comes through when they clutch
Can't no man touch, what this young man busting up
We won't even discuss who's

a lot of shit on my mind
You stuck sill standing on enemy lines
If I'ma run it we better be fine
clways look forward and never rewind
We make the right

All Night Long

Z-Ro

Z-Ro

2002

Taking trips overseas, France, England, and my way
I'm the Don Datta, but you can't be my baby mama
Let me save you the drama, roll on like a Yokohama

told my brother, "No more sharin’ rooms
We gon get a bigger house"
Never forget where I came
That what this about

Came along way from sharin’
Rooms with