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up in the jail fuck with
me got to fuck with him 

still dressin like grown men with rollexas in the dark
smokin Newports you have 

a place in my

I'm smokin' out the Porsche
Real life, street nigga, made a million off the court
I don't even fuckin' hoop, I can really run and shoot
Ho you know I

all the time and it still ain't get boring
Hear the crowd cheer when I'm scorin'
Smokin' wit' Wiz, she ain't thinkin' 'bout her boyfriend
Sent

Reppin My City

Triple C

Trilla [Clean]

2008

Opalocka, floppin dem candy paints
Chrome Daytons, 12 pack of 12s in the seven trey
Still hustle everyday, Dade County be the place
Get murdered for

come get wit it
It's representative who never lack, no doubt
Bring on your wife, your baby moms, I blow that back right out
I be the mack with fout,

class, smokin reefer at that homie crib
Ni**as used to flex, we had beef by where the homie live
But we had the heat at the homie crib
One day they tried

lookin like a hockey team
Flick me up like kodak black i'm always smokin broccoli
And yeah I throw up westside but the whole city still rock wit me
Trap

yo' watts [ZZZH]
From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill [BLBLBH!]
Let's peel, who want to talk rap

Wild and Crazy

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagonecologyst

1996

It's wild and crazy.. 

A fetus in the jar, I got the little baby 



[Dr. Octagon] 

Two o'clock, still dark, my flashlight, huntin suit

Smokin good & we fuckin good its never average
Give it to the baby thats gone love me for my savage
Money Mitch I'll never let em know how low my bag get

Im just chillin' with my gang, yeah you know how we hang
We be smokin' big dank 'till a nigga trapped in a cage
And fucking up these bands just to do

So advertisers can give em more cash for ads
Fuckers uhh (Check it out) uhh
Diamonds on my neck, chrome drop-top
Chillin' on the scene
Smokin' pounds

for an R&B album wonderin' my outcome
Want the black triangle
But I'm real with or without one
'Cause I'ma still sport wrinkled Armani jeans
Smokin

worst
Niggas come by yo mama crib
Right where yo father live (Huh?)
Twelve up in yo spot again
You was doin it for da gram
Now you just doin 10
That woman

Playa Like Me and You

Do or Die

Picture This

1996

and doze to pros got called 

by the po-po, save it for the phone doe 

Bond DeVille, flossin off behind the wheel it's appeal 

Took a chill, but I still

You Do, I Do

Def Squad

El Niño

1998

Well it's the sly Gemini, me and potatoe cuttin' drops
Have the guy, wellknown but still just gettin' by
And I verify mathematics don't lie nigga
Put in

to sell
People look at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby

Mourn You Til I Join You

Naughty by Nature

The Ride: Music from Dimension

1998

rodies now homies out the hood on the scene 
you did the humpty with the you i did the walk wit the queen 
was a dream smokin and drinkin ? 
Stealin'

Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete

My Hood

Max Minelli

I'm All I Got

2003

hood
In my hood
I got much love for my hood

Ooh la la la
Baby I'm so high
I feel like I'm in paradise
Your lovin' caught me by surprise
You make

hop up out the 'vert, these hoes, they gon' slurp it, ain't they?
Used to have to tell 'em step by step
Used to have to tell 'em step by step, shit,

Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams (what?)
Choppin O's, smokin' lye an' Optimo's
Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows
A foolish pleasure,

Dread Woo, nigga, fuck nigga
Fuck is wrong with niggas? Niggas don't really be on shit
(Beat by Yamaica productions, baby)
Niggas gonna be fuckin'

Na, na, na, na, Blaise
Yeah, yeah
I swear I’m in love with you
But baby I don't know what to do
I think about you all the time
Girl you’re always