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look when you talk about your favorite books
The floral way your hair smells (you did it just for me I can tell)
The mixes you make I'm crying my eyes

This bottle of wine goes upside your head
A little bit psycho, but I know that
Think you just don't say it, then I won't say it
See if you don't brag,

[Verse 1] 

These people gonna talk
I'm a beast and I'm Dawg
Imma keep it on a low
Always do it as you go
I always treat you like a bro
But you

Full Plates

Canon

Mad Haven

2013

Bible and you don't even manifest what you had, just greedy bru, unfaithful don't be that dude that talk but can't walk it out

And I ain't even gone

Late nights by myself I be feeling all alone
Niggas don't know what I go through
They think that it's a joke
Heart ain't got no love
It's leaking out, I

give a fuck (Nope, at all)
If I pay you attention then you're out of luck (You're out of luck)
There's no word repetition, let's keep it a buck (Let's

You in the presence of some motherfuckin' genius
(Motherfuckin' genius)
Watch all it, bitch
(Watch all it, bitch)
Watch out, ho
(Watch out, ho)

burnt up like a weenie and his name is Fred
He wears the same hat and sweater every single day
And even if it's hot outside, he wears it anyway!
He's gone

caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
They caught the vapors

I guess I gotta talk about me, check it out

Last subject of the story is about Biz

Let's get into it, careful on that Load ramp for the newest Yola
Used to being homesick when that dope man out looking for you
Instantly make

Record Haters

E-40

Tha Hall of Game

1996

Yo check it out.
Today we're here wit basketball star Rasheed Wallace.
(Yo what up kid?)
From the... what, what, what team is that you play for

out my face
I said it's my time my time my time
No I ain't gonna wait
I said it's my time my time my time
Know I'm gonna be great
I said it's my time my

sometimes
Pavement chasin day to day
Out slavin like it's fun I confine all of my emotions since like one five
Guess you need a thunder storm to preciate

Why start the beat late when I can do it right now
I'm from south eight-one-six yea somewhere down town
I could really talk down on you niggas but

you becoming a
None of potnas jerry
So if Tom get em Ima keep the money in commissary
Went in in December
Des'll get em out by February
Need be

niggas always talk a lot, that's beyond me
Why you gotta cut me off Jay, I'm not sorry
Im just tryna make it out, I don't trust nobody
You know imma make

moment we had wasn't worth it,

We outta time, packing up, its time to head out,

And we be gone, say its over, its over

Dont wanna hear that talk

Going

I need you, don't talk to me about fair

So nevermind
I don't wanna ask again I swear, I don't wanna ask again
So nevermind
By the end of it all I'll

past ten
Fonem pop out with a Mac-10
And the opps they don't be out it's past ten
Nigga died after chattin' what happened

Carry Glocks on our hip, we

etiquette murder your predicate
And bring it back again
Half white half black again
This is all they wanna talk about
And yeah, I'm i got Crystal B

the reef
I took this lil bitch out to eat (yea yea)
I fucked then she asking
Me for Chanel sneaks
I gave her the money said leave (rd yo)
As far as 15s it's

lean
It came here save the day Tobey Mcguire
And against all odds
Anxiety got me lining up the squads and take em' out by quads
No smoke this is all

pertain to what I’m ‘tryna talk about
Ay’ lets go (Yeah yeah)

[Verse 1]
Uh, I can’t really fathom all the shit that I been through
And it’s some things

Look, I know they wanna beef me cause I'm lit And I don't like to talk, they got it twisted About the kid shit
Anywhere I walk, you know I got it