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'Cause you don't want to see the automatic open out, no

Ain't no snitches ridin' with us
Old motormouth niggas could holla the front
Can't no loose

think it's best I stay inside
Fuck it, you're my favorite type
Like it best when I ain't tryin'
I get so high, so high, so high
I like when nothin's on my

of my momma

I ain't puttin trust in nobody

Won't back down, I ain't puttin my glock up

Dickie Suit, fuck Prada

I'm still feelin mad bout Rodney

Ima

this paper
I ain't fuck a bad bitch, I made her
And I made a bad bitch so famous
And I put up in a black benz draper
When I pull up in a Lambo, scrapin'

both catchin’ feelings I can tell by the look in your eyes.
Thinkin’ ‘bout breaking the rules more than a couple of times.
Standin’ in the middle

with some girls all
They all Caucasian i live in the colours
I see all y'all chasin'
And if you don't believe me
I say all y'all racist
Been thinkin

that cash that you really ain't got for them hoes ain't gon get you respect
Being a hang around nigga to niggas that's on for the clout that won't get

I'm about to go in,
Thinkin' bout ways to get me back up on my grind
But I'm runnin' out of time
Cut to the chase, ain't got nowhere to hide
Smokin'

at the moment I must
I'm open bout making my money
But I ain't gon talk bout my feelings, I ain't gonna front
(You must think I'm crazy)
But I ain't gon lie, I've

(yeah), right there (right there)
I'm ready for you, go there, go there
Right there
Oh-oh-oh, oh

Pick it up right there (I can't stop thinkin' bout

Do Wrong

Lil' Kim

The Day After [Clean]

2005

Now you know it ain't right, got a girl at home
But tonight she the type that'll ("make you do wrong")

{This n**** that you shouldn't of f***ed

When the man of the house ain't never home

Here I am again tonight all by myself
It's not hard to figure out that you're out with someone else

by the medicine man
If they appeal, hope a veteran can
Lost and concealed, tryna get to the land

Tried to stay thinkin' ahead of the plan
Ready to get

(It's hell of a disease)

Ayo 
Stay up at night, thinkin how I'm gonna make it 
Thinkin bout you all night it's not rare
All of these mind steps near my

A youngin feel in chosen
I Told my bro don't touch the wok
Gone get yo kidneys stolen
If we on a song together
Know you my opponent
And I ain't ever take

moods x2
Clothes off I'm thinkin bout you x2 
I'll get in one of my moods x2
Lights out I'm thinking bout you x2

Hook 
Play by play in my head 
Late

head, always thinkin' bout me

I got 13 bitches on the fly, I ain't ready to die
Cuz every day I'm fuckin' high, I don't give into the lies yuh
Because I

My Life

HAWK

Restless [Chopped & Screwed]

2006

Last year was a hard one but life goes on
Thinkin' bout my nigga Pimp while I write this song
And the list goes on, all my niggas is gone
I'm tired

ain't got no game
Fuck sex, bitch, I'm gettin' checks
I'm lookin' at yo calendar, nigga, what's next?
It's empty, there's nothin' on the schedule
You

Hurt

Busta Rhymes

T.I. vs T.I.P. [Clean]

2007

Tell 'em n**** talk s*** now
They think you know they gonna go baw
I ain't scared of the law
Now bout to go to war
What it is n**** where you lose ya

to empty my clip and hit the gas bitch

Drive by, 4 niggas thinkin' like they the shit
Bye, bye, Mr. Kane bring the pain like project brings to the brain
My

soldier
It really ain't right, you fuckin my life, and claimin I deserve it
The pen is my knife, I'm bout to slice and rip they fuckin throat up
Yuh
Said I

Down South Players

Haystak

Car Fulla White Boys [Street Flavor]

2000

bags, bitch, arrive-derce
Next time you hear me probably be on see-D
Next time you see me be on TV ba-by
Hit like ball bats
Thinkin we all that
200 pound,

mind
Fuck all these rappers and albums they're droppin'
That shit ain't a hundred, I don't wanna hear it
Tired of hearin' he lyin' talkin' bout