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got beef
We the Ryda clique, fool
(Yeah) and we love to fight
Foe Foe beat a motherfucker down on site
Get your jaw broke, hoe
Cuz you talk and turn

our praises to our God on high. 
Now many will hear of the glorious things he did for me 
And stand in awe before the Lord, and put their trust in Him.

been on our own
While you starred in nine
Films about Jesse Stone
Plus one yet to be released
I guess Jesse comes from the LAPD
And ends up a small town

make your favourite rapper, running suicidal by a motherfucking thought
Choosing to choose me? I ain’t no skr skr rapper, I’m only the first
That’s

And when I w u ion wear a watch
Just forget the time 
Cuz our love is timeless timeless 
We can put all the bad stuff behind us hind us 
Mix my rhymes w ya

I was riding downtown
In a street race car
And we looking for a place
To forget our scars
Oh woah
We just riding round
And I was only 16
When I felt

When I'm with you, I get all these feelings
Overwhelmed by the weight of all of our decisions

And your situation, got me feeling tainted
Don't wanna

hear no one calling
I've kept my story hidden away like a treasure
I don't wanna talk, but I'll talk about the weather
I'm so clever can't you see won't

Hey let me ask you something
I mean like you can't answer cause this is a song
But like you know, think about it
Have you ever been to like a club

own
B-O-N, big ol' nigga, talk to me, you watch your tone
Pockets was out of pocket, but nowadays I've been clockin' (uh-huh)
Garage like

ain't for me
Catch me in a cut
You know I'm drinkin' on Henny
Got your bitch at like two
I'ma kick her out by three
My niggas pull up to the club pockets

Listen up
I could give a fuck about a pussyboy tryna talk shit
I'm in the club
Pour some liquor up
I'm tryna get it while I'm young
So I can make

she love me I jus told her ass "okay"
I know that all my exes missing me
They gon see me in the future tryna' talk about history
Imma act like I don't

flesh.
Our talks are pure, nothing but about the Good Shepherd.
But Honey got a walk more badder than a black leopard.
My old masters' back, trying

Sydney I said our song would drop hard like a ton of bricks
When I close my eyes and dream it's you who's getting those power licks
Sydney you dm'd

life over the small stuff
I don’t feel yall so I guess that’s why we lost touch
But you know with me til this day it’s gon be all love
And maybe one day

mortify and
Horrify with penmanship
The war and crime of organized terrorists
Will borderline be normalized, respected and
Supported by our lord and
Christ

American Pie

Catch 22

Washed Up! EP

1999

Ike Turner on your ass.

Aw fuck
You wanna get jumped chump punk?
Come press your luck by our whole crew we all stone you,
Own you, for a while you

a prowl

But cheer up, it ain't all about the doom and gloom
In fact the schools a likely place for love that's true to bloom
It's nothing new, all

I got a million ways to make money 
I stay out the mix n I'm stacking my shit 
She in her feelings she tell me she love me 
I couldn't do nothing but

I'm understanding that we got to treat our women better
Cherish their love and appreciate they effort
They deal with things on a daily it's a lot

out that fie at the end
I get fuck you paper
I love it that's my nature
A real man don't worry about a hater
I don't know your world
I don't know your

biches hoppin' on my dink just like a bunny. Uh, and I can hit.

Em, and I, and.

I, and I, and I. Uh, niñin' talk about the mala. I got the Walla, I got

want it to end

We shout songs inside the shower
Sit there for an hour
Talk about some matching shoes
Or what our favorite flower is
I miss when we