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I ain't been this down in a minute, this not a Gucci bag but I'm in it, my life is a book
This the beginning, I wanna audemars my wrist betty when

I wonder what God gonn' do for my fate, do I gotta cope with niggas everyday, to make it to the heaven gates, i'ma just tell you the truth, I do not

blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode that rocket ship with Charlie
Folks from Bakersfield to Raleigh

Richie rich
Gotta let it be known I'm one of one, I'm heaven sent
Driving that ghost, it possesed like the exorcist
I'll never bow down to no hoe, I'm

in Brazil like Naymar
I just hit em once, on film rock star (Ayy)
Then send em home walking, better use the North Star (Haaa)
Not effected by a hater

himself (He hurt himself)
Gun on his side, tucked by the belt
Ready for heaven, he livin in hell (In hell)
Head held high, over time it fell
He hides his

I Don't Give a Fuck

Boss

Born Gangstaz

1992

snuck up and fucked up a gang a shit 
Bitches that's down and we found 'em 
The punk we caught 'em and clowned 'em 
Now the niggas stretched out from

Soldier Story

Kane & Abel

Am I My Brother's Keeper

1998

and a black mask
Drop the fucking task
Down goes the jack ass
Keep my shit cocked cause the cops got a glock too
What the fuck would you do?
Drop them or let em

And I'm gon' stomp 'em out until it hurts
We gon' slide by with that 556 and let the Draco eat 'em for desert
Yeah, we gon' pick 'em up and then we slam 'em

on hundreds, I'm ready to die, ayy

And by the way, we gettin' high today
Heaven's to Betsy, your bitch on my testies
I hit 'em like Messi, a mile away (ooh)

B****es in the head beatin' 'em (So)
Niggas wanna ride
By the crib all slow (Oh)
We clap motherf***er
Want a real rap show?
Fiends are rushin'
When the mack

Hah
I take my pain everywhere that I go
Yea, yea
I take my pin everywhere that I go
I remember being down on my knees
I put my trust in a bitch

step on my feet you'll be whippin it off 
I give a fuck about a motherfucker who be liking the boss 
I uppike the cost 
Make em all bow down,way down

knock me down you gone have to go kill the rest of us
I know some niggas that'll go and hit yo top off long range
Don't wanna hear "keep it a buck" cause

'em, teach 'em how to act now
I know they gon' crack down
They gon' crack, they gon' fo-o-old under pressure
They gon' fol-fold, when it come to pressure

splitting domes"
Shit is real when you feel you need another spot
2 by four on the door cuz you can't trust a lock
When I was down only choice I had was run

semi by my gut
A nigga tempt me fire up
I let that sig blow light em up
I say I ain't got that hazy
You know I got that kush
Niggas rolling on that dirt

quick to buck it down bitch
My nine’s juss waitin’
Young’n on some SQAD shit
- now niggas hatin'! Get yahold up
I ain’t even bout to spit man
This here is

Another corner jukebox
Spinning twenty-bucks worth of songs
Another almost burned-out neon sign
To look at all night long
Yeah, I've tried

Scandalous H**s, Pt. 2

Mike Jones

The Voice

2009

can't tell him shit, his head now harder than a brick
You should've told a bitch before it came down to this
Now the hoe gettin' carried by 6, that's

knowin' you wack
You act up and I'm throwin' you down a flight of steps
Then I'm throwin' you back up them
If they don't like the track, fuck 'em

y'all just be out of luck
I put the green on my back like Milwaukee Bucks
They see the shine, and it got 'em actin' up
Streams, they be addin' up
Wins,

Well done is in heaven but the works on earth
Works won't save you but they sure don't hurt man
I'm just talking about love
Give a few bucks if you broke

John the Baptist (Holy John)

Blood, Sweat & Tears

Super Hits

1998

Holy John lives down by the water
Bathing sinners and he wants your daughter
Telling people that they'd better repent
Telling your daughter it was