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thought he would've let up
Like what the fuck
This nigga goin too crazy dawg
Forever Rollin
Drop Top
Bitch you can't get in this whip
We sprayin at the opps

disobey

Ah ah ah
Rollin' on R 80 rims
Blast off an stop by a Tim's
PR'd I'm ready to win
Look at my grin
Ah I import everything
Right down to my pinky ring

negative seeds though
Any faults from the past gonna let go
Gotta relationship with God I'm gonna see it grow
With Christ being by my side all things are

Still Breath,4x) nigga world anit nutthing butta..huh huh.

(verse: My moma Always Knew I Be A Smart Fool, Rollin Wit The Streets With An Attitude. I

the field
Dealin' with difficulties & obstacles
I got stops to pull, this how it go, I study GOATs, 'til droppin' jewels are my results
Really the reason that

don't talk a lot
When I'm trapped in my head
In bed inebriated
Afternoons turn to early mornings
Pressin snooze
Rollin over into a coma
Reading body

something real that we could build
Im so fed up can touch the ceiling
Hard to talk to always argue off a script but that ain't harm you
Awful listener you are

Imagine the next generation is in yo hands got you rollin dem dices
Dis a possibility makin them bad choices like eternal sacrifices 
I know all da

whole
I just popped a bean
It got me rollin
Caused a murder scene
My niggas blowin AR-15's
I kick the door in
Bitch can't trick me she already know it

the wind
But all I got is a couple of broken wings
Can you feel me it's deep shit
I'm rollin' in a deep trip
Tell me yo secrets, I promise Imma keep it
Deal

from the wrinkled covers
 
Rollin' in the throes with a red tornado
I say "I'll let you go honey if I'm able"
Summer in the heat, have the sense to tell

Rollin blunts in the keef (keef)
My words are too neat 
I have em used to defeat (ahhh) 
When I stand they take a seat (sit) 
It's me they won't meet 
They

Infultrate

Trillville

The Longest Yard

2005

Donnie Brasco-ass niggas
Muh'fuckin' snakes in the grass nigga (I see you)
Get ate up by these muh'fuckin' sharks nigga
Knahmtalkinbout? Yeah, yeah

Too Hot to Handle

UFO

Too Hot to Handle [Video/DVD]

2001

Caught in the crossfire, warnin' fight
Legends make or break game
Swept up by the rollin' waves of the night
They chase for fame

An' I was too,

back up back up yo way up way up
Or you'll get yoself smacked up! Like 2 Pac
we hit'em up~
Too cold to hold yo we too hot to handle
Ladies are you ready

just back up back up Yo way up way up
Or you'll get voself smacked up
like it pad we hit'em up
Too cold to hold yo we too hot to handle
Ladies are you

Paper Made

C-BO

Knocks 2001

2001

rollin', Benjamins foldin'
Nigga bank accounts holdin', more loot than the jews
And I just stepped fresh up out some county blues
Had me all on the news,

Trigga Happy

Spice 1

Untold Saga... Soundtrack

2002

pimp Mr. Glock
Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound 
And bitches jocked his trigga every time he came around
Big baller, big game

find my soul
Maybe it's in her possession
Teaching me too many lessons
Getting raped by Satan's sister
My dick got all kinds of blisters
Yellow road

lie, middle of insomnia
Subtle laced like, Wake up it's November twenty second

Everybody talkin', people walking' right by
A fly can't bird, but a bird

Rollin' even if you can't picture me
Sticky green leaves, pussy smell victory
See me sittin on the dock hickory
Never really fuck with fuckery dickery
Shout

the food that you heat up
You ain't know, that your chick was a eater
Boppin' the god in the crib
Rollin' shooters while I'm kickin' my feet up
P,

go, we rollin? (ay)
What's 80 minutes to me
Man in a minute imma hit you with the realest
Expect less? Now you got me pressed
Ok I'm Mr. 4.0 I'm

my lungs now
I wet the blunt up with my tongue now
Roll it up and make it tighter
Light it up and let's get higher

Ganja smoke, ganja smoke
Rollin