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don't got no kids I'm lovin' the feelin'
The fuck I look like fall in love with some Bitch now I'm stuck in my feelins
I just need me a lil sidekick that

gotta force shit
Drip on me like Fivey
They will not stay off my body
Got a problem come and find me
Pretty lil’ bitch from the 90s
Lames wanna try

How you expect me to do right na when I’m surrounded by wrong
Explain to me na
How you expect me to make right decisions when all the real people

showed for you but that's your loss
Cause you lost a man who loves you but I can't deal with your wrongs
You cold as winter frost and it's time I check

pain, he wanna die
I'm steady sipping, im tripping, my blessings in the sky
I know my baby still with me, I know that you ain't leave my side
I know that

youngens 

now I don't know who's who

Still got this cutter but only tryna cut tru

My don with the straps got drew by the blue blue

He should a parked it

with kids
Every time I hear his name, I start to reminisce
$300, what you chose to back door
Keeping it in the band, I should've left you on the floor

But always finish the job
Mama, u fuckin wit Lil Rob
The nigga too shob.
The believer of a right
Can be made from two wrongs
But THcT I ain't
What you

flair
Ayy, black ripped jeans, no slacks, know what I wear

I've been by myself on my own, though
Pretty brown skin, lookin' like some cocoa
Ain't from

lil to none, yeah
Huh, you save up your bills, I set fire to bucks, yeah
Huh, I make that real money, huh, with little luck
(PHEW)
Put two 30's down

a trap, we in the studio, my girl lookin like a snack dropping white diamonds on her face that's  fact, by the way she react. 
Southside demon, feeling like

and armadillos

Boy you ain't no renegade

So what business ya got walkin' my way

Don't get caught in the wrong place

I'll write a song for your early grave

y'all look like big fans
I stand on that business, by myself, I'm like a kickstand (huh)
I stand on that business like I'm workin' with a suit and tie

grave
(What happened to the dream?) Time
To start killing these coppers
If Malcolm X was alive
He'll be next to me with them choppers
(At the window) By

weeks
cnd I know it's the wrong sport but I got rings like cp3
People lying I the internet so I can't make them be me
cnd u ain't never seen this but u

Hate It or Love It

The Singing Machine

Karaoke: Top Hits, Vol. 1 [Singing MacHine]

2005

a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
Nana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat
If I can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'd be

by my family creed 
Note son if daddy ever go 
Just know ill be back for sho
To comfort  when you feel low 
Crying for my mommy when daddy not close
I

on his gun, this nigga RoboCop
How you finna hit some with that bitch you can't even pull it out
I wasn't raised to be no robber or raised to be no killer

Make the wrong move that's the one that gets stuck
Talking all loud thats the one that thinks he's tough
Sip bottles up, sip bottles up
Told her turn

ride
If I should die or sumn
Niggas jaccin style
Like I don't see it
Think I'm blind or sumn
Hit em with that switch
But missed the chicc
Oh he got lined

told her its not what u think
Keep my pussy like my diamonds I like it wet like a lake
I might just link up with lake
Fucking bitches and we skipping

(This is a certified hood classic)
(The starts at night are dull and dim)
(Hey patrick, what am I now?)
ShyguyMadeit
Aro on da track
(Stupid?)
Drip

they hatin
then let them
they stop
then worry.

And If you do it right
then the hatin it never stops

We wont what we don't have
And usually it's not

but I a beat they ass
And that bitch dumb, she ask, can I eat her ass
What the fuck wrong with these hoes out here
Name I ain't ringing bells, I swear