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MY VICIOUS SIDE

Bekay

Let the Ghosts Sing

catch-me///
hahaha all them toys is through//
Imagine me or  IG giving a  fuck for them boys in blue//
By the way this is that raw shit// that fuck a dirty

think it's a set up
Hit from the back and I hit with my leg up
They said why you shoot em
That boy had me fed up
Knock him down that boy never going

Try hard not to drool
Guess I'm a horny nigga
Mix that shit up with a touring nigga
Mix that shit up with a free agent
What do you get
I be killing

Mr. Lil One

Mr. Lil One

Once in a Decade [Familia]

2006

be locin provokin anybody that I wana smoke as I start em' all up in a path
Give a good past then I'm gonna laugh and I'm gonna go lay a little low
so

Black Chic White Guy

Kid Rock

Devil Without a Cause [Australia Bonus Track]

1998

not playin'
Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore
I have taken my blows I'm still standin'

Now for the next year there was some good times
A few

This probably the hardest thing
I’ve ever wrote
I love you boy
What up block I miss you king
And I just wanna see your face
I’m trying to hold it

up (wuhuh)
I been thumbin thru these racks while I be puffing on the bud (ppfffhh)
If you call me after I blow up then bitch you outta luck (brrrt)
Mix

(808 Mafia) nephy
Nephy told me I'm good in the A
Fuckin' right hold up, hold up
Come on

In the club with some killers
And we posted up
You can tell

hold up

Deebo Lotti, he ain't got no bodies, them boys ain't slidin'
He ain't 'bout it, he won't hurt nobody, plus that boy ain't solid
You know I

Scarlet Town

Bob Dylan

Tempest

2012

So brave and true, so gentle is he
I'll weep for him as he'd weep for me
Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
In Scarlet Town, where I was born

Scarlet

ammo to shoot this stick, and yo' ass ran out
I'm eighteen, nigga, I can do it by myself, I'm a man now
This a G-30, it's my favorite, this bitch shoot

Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo

When you in the hood with that chicken

Pull out the fast white cut
Know the gas price up
So I need a few racks by dusk
Why you tryna gas mike up
Little asswipe punk
You wish you could

You can keep your noise
Really shouldn't be here
I could hear your voice know you lie lemme find out
Who the fucks your boy imma blow both ya brains

up on all of you niggas
You niggas just gas im givin you smoke
And if you need that gas or that coke you can hit up my boy he got like white like

At the flight on the mix
We roll up the equip then get lit
Till it don't make no sense

The music knock when the DJ don't stop
The music knock when you take it up

a phantom
I shoot m11's got these niggas dancing
Yea, Knock off
She good with the mouth blow my socks off
And I am not fucking with none of you niggas

(I said) We are sparkin up at the dabathon (We sparkin up)
(And I said) Shoutout to my boy John (my boy John)
He is not Johnny Boges, but he's still

youre the bomb
Blow up my phone cuz Ive got a bone to pick with you

(Wont you) Tell me I'm pretty
I may seem dimwitted but I'll outshine this city
(Wont

hoes on Kik
Nobody control me, I'm solo bitch ion wanna be in the mix
It's been like 40 minutes, I been thinking how ima pull this off
It's a big booty

Episodes

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

to blow up different spots so MC's stand clear 
I fear no MC's alive because my dangerous rhyme 
Survives battles worldwide, until my cities recognize

What's up 3rd Coast, this that boy Southside
Putting it down, with them SLAB soldiers
AB, Lil B, Jay'Ton what it do

Moving slow up the block,

that smoke, we gon' hit him up
I just put a new switch on a fucking Drake

I don't never need no switch, I got good aim
223's gon' hit that nigga head,

blend up
hoodboy dem anno gree blend up
because dem bowy broke without cheese
and dem think the boy never gon get cheese
now dem see me big booty gyal