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chasing these mills
You bitches do shit for the thrill
I been through the struggle for real
That's why I be going so hard
If you try to stop me lil bitch, I

Soon as I step in the door Im tonguing you down shit bout to get wild
My hands is roaming your body but when I get to fat ma dont make a sound
Look

think is suicide

All they think is suicide, got them out of their disguise
Nobody bumping they shit, to be honest, ain't surprised
Actin' tough, ain't

attitude is fuck em grinding like I'm Tony Hawk
Them haters keep your bad vibes I just shake em off
Tryna move this weight like a fat guy
All my green strong

her like a ball lil nigga I'm retarded

Put that shit on I can't keep them bitches off
They like how I rap and they telling me I'm awesome
They ask me

and shootin', this is not a scene
Glock 30 and that bitch hold sixteen
Yo bitch mad, yo nigga mad cause she on her knees
Her ass fat, so I had to double back
One

religion, no one knows if God is real
Portraying Jesus as white despite being born in Israel
Matter of fact, there ain't a white person in the Bible
And back

you niggas don't want smoke 
All these girls the same 
All they want is niggas that got dough huh 
I've been running shit by myself
Set got the hoes we

you give me big tits and a fat cake?
Nigga I am always real
But If I'm fake bitch I'm real fake

My body is a crash course gotta' call up Geiko 
I ain't

shit, I still fight them fat rats
And backhand everyone of your backstabbing crackhead friends!
Friendship's a trap that will never hold me
It's a pain in

Foe tha Love of $

Eazy-E

Featuring...Eazy E

2007

I'm trailin', feelin' one-eight-seven. 
That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat. 
Mission: to check a mill and still be real

For tha Love of $

Eazy-E

The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 2

2002

kickin' up dust, I'm trailin
Feelin one-eight-seven
That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat
Mission to check a mill and still be real

energy
Clear off, if you is a sad enemy
Only, real Gs be riding with me
Bad girls from your hood, they be wilding with me
Fi-fi-file fun awa lani rap jor

Sick 2 Def [Acoustic]

plan b:

Run the Road, Vol. 2

2006

See-see-check, yo

Real sick hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired

Slim 400, the hype man (hype man)
She know I got paper, she wanna get an issue
Over a bitch, never act sentimental
Drop-top coupe, this is not

be a different ass dude and that shit got me real scared
Boys got each other's back, boys support boys
Piss time, shit time, we all fuck with that

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Verse2
I've got gangsters in the making
Your whole side is for the mofucking taking
I went through a lot shit, just to make it
Cause it's real

homies turn they back
Ain't no turnin' back
I remember back when we all made a pact
That we finna grind until we see fat stacks
Real homies stay forever

a bag and you know that it's real fat
Coming in first no last, pouring up deuce no half
Everything I speak straight cash, call for us to get more gas

like old Chanel

I come through flawless ima bossy chick
Too thick fat ass and its all legit
Never pressed for dick, I don't want for shit
I disregard

Nick Fury exclusive liquid Shield!
EFN, what it do, baby? Rassy Kassy, man, yo
This shit is real out here my nigga
LA to MIA got a nigga feeling like

light, the king is dead now come and give me a real fight
People act hard but I give them a real fright, shit, I didn't know you're the strong but silent

Keef, bang, bang
Za sebou clan, ako Wu Tang
Gleb je Fat ako Joe, tučný flow, XXL
Dôjdi na moju show bude to hell
Ja nedôjdem na tvoju bude to fail
Ja

living
I'm fly when I hit it
That bitch is a jumpoff
I'm minding my business
Ask god for forgiveness
You look at this shit
I'm sipped out and fine with