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by myself, but they know I drop some'
These opp niggas only droppin' videos and Kshordy pop-lockin'
Oh shit, I jump out this bitch and watch me score,

that’s me nigga)
(Ima stick beside em’)
I’m on my solo no one by my side
I feel like a two piece cause I’m streetwise
Two bitches in bed they help me sleep

Remember me? I'm that guy
That you laughed at constantly all the time
'Cause I'd hoard supplies
Read message boards online
So for the breakout
My

go autistic
Ima kill a fucking bitch before I fight you
Bite two
Bitch you wanna shoot me you can try to
Iq
Going down the gutter that I might use
Buy

on my floor mat
Nasty nigga, make ya beleive that im a classy nigga
But im far from that average joe that you know
Use people for sheilds at shoot outs

Don't Have to Be

MC Serch

Return of the Product

1992

come ghetto, and don't have to be a bastard
Hold a conversation, and don't have to have the last word
Shoot the gift swift, and not miss the street
Even

different, yeah

I'm blowing up like a spliff
If it's problem, no problem, bro wait in this jungle
If I shoot, I won't miss
Trappy been in the court, he

the season is on

So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth
But it's all, but it's all used up
Break open your million dollar weapon
And push your

dangerous I shoot like Iraqi
Cuzzo the family he never gone tax me
Nothing we see is reality it's all methodical acting
Nothing I see is realistic young nigga

the game like a token 

Pull up wit 24 Ks everything’s Golden

Shoot it like Kobe then light up the purple and smoke it 

If I ain’t got the pole with me

face to the front bitch I never miss
Try not to fuck with the clique
Tasting the Blood on my lips when I spit
I'm out here schemin feel like a demon

smell the gunpowder, whoa
Once I get the cash, I can go
Drive-bys, worst feeling ever
I get high to make me feel better
Feel so much on the run, baby
Cold

heading straight for the top he goes in
Let me leave you with this, can't help but to reminisce
Of all the times that I miss, and all the girlfriends I've

to me I was sidetracked
Lust was calling, I had to decline that
The Bible is my almanac
I'll live & die by the sword with my durag
I was chasing cheese

shoot at my flaws
I'm in my flow, no one can put me on pause
This is my throne
Made it alone, yea, you hit up my phone
You keep on calling just leave me

the door down for the city
Long Beach that is
Everybody start poppin'
But it wasn't always good, you feel me

Once upon a time in the LBC
I was flat

the whip
As I get up out the bitch
I see a homie lightin' up a cig and walkin' to me kinda quick
He ask me why I miss philosophy scoffing
I tell

13 out here with me, that motherfucker
Uh, uh-huh

Caught a nigga at a light, now his ass is shirtless
Take his life from his body, now his ass is

to come for me
It's humbling so miss me with the mumbling
In the mix it ain't a problem
He can't fix It's reassurance
Cause every level I'm pushing through

halla my name 
Say Brainee done elevate e don step up him game 
no be by my power you know 
na baba God dey hold me like a tower you know 
And my gbedu na

I fall for every girl that gives me a smile
Only to catch myself when I come off desperate
I shoot my shot but when I miss by a mile
Head to the bar

Homicide

Frost

Wild, Wild, West

2002

a good deed, shoot, that could've been me
I'm glad I'm not the one who must explain this to his family

Homicide on the murder scene
Ho-Homicide

miss the place
I used to get a buzz off just a case
But, everything has changed
The Jawga Boyz have made a name
But I can't complain 'Cause I love

and the way the evening light
shoots back off the street signs
and how everything just passes me by
but i don't know this man (x2)
i've never laid eyes on him