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you get caught in the streets
This that one-eyed Ducc Flow, 10-10 mo', shootin' dice with Lil' D on Wolfe street

Leavin wok and roll, Ducc sauce on my

We makin' mils, y'all just be making memes
I hit him one time, only just a piece
You a lil' bitch to me, nigga, like a niece
Y'all niggas stay on my

flows 
She's one of those a little psycho Ha ha ha
Like mrs smith and Brad Pitt
I love this b**** it go down down Down
Rumors says hills it has eyes
So

ability is pretend
Figure out, figure them
Figure who's in the pants
Dragging all the mud till I could see the end
By now peace, no fans
Something good

Straight Lacin'

RBL Posse

An Eye for an Eye

1997

Haha. That RBL niggaz. Mr. see-Note, see-Note

*(Chorus- Iyesha Johnson)*

No one's gonna lace you, like I do
I get around babe, no one can lace you

relentless Nobody doubted me so far payoffs stupendous I can't lose at this point I'm in it to win it I got people on my side hope'in we kick it Pay 'em a lil

of spectacle
It's the shoe bomber who's waltzing through
It's a kind of hopelessness, a loneliness
A color I only ever heard played by a nigga named

Can't take it back, even if a nigga wanted to
(I can't) left him on his front grass
Wetter than the morning dew (Brr)
Horny lil' devil got my Nina
With

ain't got no cut on me
This pistol stuck to me
I point at him it's RIP
Who the fuck he 'posed to be?
My prices is low like DoubleTree
I got a dub

can't make any sense of it
I believe that you think that I cheat
What's the point in fighting defeat ay
I'm not saying your wrong or you're right
I just

kept looking for ya thought i'd find you when i beat the boss
Thought i had more time but then lil homie told me peep the clock

Got you on my mind, Got

y'all

I grew up trying to make it out the hood
One point five baby candler road really raised me good
Single mom but she doing what she can
Best believe

up snaked by my own mans
I can handle all my opps but Lord protect me from my friends
Run it up ain't got no sleep cuz I been tryna chase a check
You

Fireplace crackling, toasty, warm reminiscing
Spirits, names and faces that I'm missing
By the flames entranced
As they do their eternal dance
From the back

to the point that they ain't even human
And when their time comes their reputation is ruined
As a lil kid I saw these legends make their mark
And growing up I

(Alright we gone try and take this all way through
I just got some s*** I gotta get off my chest)
(Yea)
(Can you turn me up in the headphones a lil

bitch
Aye hold up
Three point five when I roll up
Got what you need whats your order
We got green Yoda
And it come straight from the border
Come in go

the uzi make you futsal shuffle 
Might cop me a loui bag i need the duffle 
Point me where the money at 
That’s where I’m going my nigga
Tell me is you

live happily
Take my lil brothers shoppin grab whatever he need
I swear this shit aint been the same since we lost bam n steve
And I aint been the same

seem? 
Am I a lil thing? Or is it big shit poppin' like I'm T.I.P.? (like I'm T.I.P.)
Fuck a rapper dawg. I'm an emcee yea. (that's right)
We done made it

Conversations slow oh
By your lit candle
As we wine and dine
I wanna know you're mine
We can take our time getting to the point oh
Girl you know

offended unless that shit apply to yo pops
Lil bastard, I just sit back and I watch through these glasses
Now I see how I dropped out my classes
You do what

pass by still smoking
Four deep four blunts in motion
Two cups one pill um rolling
Blunt five blunt six still blowing
Dats thug my bruddha from the mud

you need
I know that cash rules everything around me
I, Walk in this bitch with a bankroll
I need my money by twelve o'clock before the bank close
You