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the drip can't you tell I'm killing with it yea
Assume shit I heard you like it fix as is suppose it is ay
As they right been keeping it gutta as one should

me I know(you with that)
I'm in that new whip you can't handle it(naw)
Bugatti's with sucide doors and shit
Money I wake up to chargers I bake up

Can't get over me
Sippin' on some whiskey neat
Lately I've been thinking bout the things that you do to me, yeah
So back it up, back it up baby
I'm

Ooh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

You can't stop it, block it when I drop it
Anytime I go rhyme for rhyme on a topic
You ain't even

goal
Even if you paint it gold
I'm still running from the facts about myself
That I can't deny
I've been away too much
I never really tried
To fix

510, 213

Spice 1

The Black Bossalini (a.k.a. Dr. Bomb from Da Bay)

1997

I hit L.A. I get love you know 'cause I'm from the Bay.
Dub see, Big Syke you know Spice 1,  feel me. 
Count the dollars on the Lexy don't waste

this
And we can't see this through
We can't fix this

Love
It won't grow back
She said it's time for a quick cigarette by the bike shed
She asked me if

here we go
its ok to be a misfit
i think its time right now
that we realise that being different
and being one of a kind is the biggest compliment u

butter for the kids
Grew up on Roosevelt in the four corners of Death
I made it out the hood thanks to God can't praise myself
Liquor stores to the south,

never came my way
Girl, you got me fucked up
And I'm sick of tryna fix you
I just can't love you, but I'm supposed to
I look at you, and it's like I don't

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Help Me

You gotta help me baby, I can't do it all by myself (repeat 2x)
If you don't help me daddy
Gotta find somebody else

Put on your

a bitch that look like Seal's cousin
Bite the eel by the dozen
(Got to take it for the team)
Bite the eel by the dozen

Pump the bass in the trunk
It

Can't Give It Up [Rock Remix]

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Collection, Vol. 2

2000

Asking if you'll ever come back tomorrow. 
We tellin' the truth clone, you still beating around the bush. 
Baby I'm sorry. 
It's all in the game.

my fix
I hope that I can find my friends
I smile but then I crack my lips

Every time it's passed around
I can't turn down
I turn up, I turn 
Every

lost I be caught between thoughts 
I had to suffer by myself 
Had to fix my own heart 
It's not that easy even with a fresh start 
You fix somebody just

Its ya boi pink parse baby
Valris Brandt, the OG
Let's go
You wanna see a god hit the pink parse
Back it up scrub I know talent like this sparse
But

every time, can't escape my eyesight
It's darkness versus light, I will always prevail no matter what
Get a vaccine, I don't give a shit! You'll be

the opps is?
The opps is not your brother, you stupid mother fuckers
It's the niggas beatin' the shit outta us (Outlawz) every day (L-O-X) on the internet

Dodgin all the cop (cop)
(Pah pah) gunshots
Way to make the fun stop
Do it when the sun drop
(Ay)

Baby girl you talking way too much 
Tell me why you

I can't fix you, but you won't be by yourself
And I know I'll never know, never know
What you've been through, all the messed-up things you felt

that you need me too
I wanna be with you

Out by the Roosevelt
Throwing pennies in a wishing well
Hoping that you'll change your mind
Come back another

mine,mine (oh oh)

For you, I would have done whatever
And I just can't believe, we ain't together
And I wanna play it cool, But I'm losin' you
I'll buy you

still think it'll be OK

Mass poverty displayed on old newsreels
Roosevelt developed his New Deal
It made such a difference and how
But are things much

bitches like Roosevelt
I want it and I can keep this up
You flaunt it but keep your mouth shut
This gauntlet don't give no fucks
I want it and I ain't