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yola with some veterans
Plugged up if you threatening 
Tell em who pressing man 
Get to bucking shots like yall venison 
Puercos hating cuz I'm tatted n

legit
Shooting all my shots I don't care its hit or miss
Ima bust my ass for this life I'm tryna live
And everything that Bella do you know its gone be

& the critics
Hoping niggas hearing my pain throughout this beat & existence

FaceTime my nigga Lik he showing me targets & riches
& then I hit up Tk he got Ar's

need no more
I wanna get rich quick you rappers on my hit list
Suck up on this big dick no therapist can fix this
For everything that's changing I'm

movies
Them otha niggas
Is some goofies
Light em up
Like Lucy's

I'm just tryna
Get to it
Put my life
Into music

Cause nigga
I do it

In the Telly
By

Avoid distractions so I decide what gets reactions, I.
make money more than one way but none lead to investments just.
Tell 'em I'm Broke By Monday

a bitch, by who got better mouth , bro
If I get locked again, bring a harpoon, & come break me up
Mail a plan in a letter, hold on, brodie, bro, come save me

Cold blood ain't no ending to this hell
Smoke bud with my gang plagues on the shelf
Four fifth hit'em in his fcking belt
If he making a fcking sound

We wasn't dirt poor but we didn't have enough
Started with a gram now I'm smoking like the plug
When Mackology hit the track u know he run it up

fucking up my scale 
I was fucking with the scale 
While I'm working 9 to 5 
Young nigga on his job 
Tryna get it how he live 
Living out my dreams 
Had

came up through the struggle and by any means is how we gone get it mutha fucka and it ain’t up for discussion get  it how live it til I blow like

Hit the alarm, turn the pillow on the cold side.
The sun rising and it shining right up in my eyes.
In my mind, I'm like I need another 5.
Leaned up

that I live in it was labeled as a trap
From Dayton all the way to LA you can ask my nigga Willie
Ran up 50 in yo city I can eye I don't need a scaley

homies I could tell wasn't for me
Now days you can just catch me by my lonely
Fuck around link up with some Niggas getting money
In and out of different

gotta keep it movin
Gotta prove it
I ain't really choose it, this life I live
I wanna sit back and talk my shit
But if they runnin up imma need a smith

Posted up inside my Secret Scrolls
I keep 'em under control
I can't keep a hold on you (Huh)
Why 忍者s stay on the loose
If you wanna live by my (Truth)
Take

finna hesitate
Drako gon make yo ass levitate
Drako gon send yo ass straight to the Heaven gates
Bitch dont get fooled by this baby Face
Ima pull up

Fall asleep on yo' side I'm gon' hit again
I'm gon' wake yo' ass up I'm gon' hit again
If you decide to leave I'm gon' hit your friends
Make that love

go 10 by 10 it swerve
Need a thick bitch wit all curve
You not a thug you just misheard
You not a thug you just don't listen
Hit that boy like, why he

em down with the black mag
Went to jail came home
Back in my bag
You niggas broke
Ima always get the last laugh

Fuck his bitch give her back
Got him

No More Excuses

Graham Parker

Graham Parker Video LP

1983

Chorus

Bridge
Em cmaj7 em cmaj7
Don't break down in this cold town where the people live in fear
Em cmaj7
There's a wheel in my hand but I can't steer

I

bringin' food, liquor and fullies in
They do all the yelling and accuse nickel of bullying
Cruelty to MCs is intellectual vibrato
Run up full speed, hit

I'm Bone

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

T.H.U.G.S. [Circuit City Exclusive] [Bonus Ringtone]

2007

[Chorus]

I'm out of my mind with the ski mask, chains and gloves
Waitin' for niggas to come out of the club (I hit 'em up!)
Give me the dubs for my

withdrawals every single day
Smoke by the pound that’s a blunt to me
So much smoke you can barley even see
She lives in the drama told to her spill the tea
So