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[Mr. Hyde]
I'm just a piece of shit bum stinkin wretched and foul
When I stumble by you'll have to hold your breath for a while
I can hear my
życie zacząć
On daje odwagę by cały ten burdel ogarnąć
Days go back, stress is building up
Provoke those without dollars to dream
Fuck that, fuck that
to teach
Your wife a thing or two
Come here to this illegal place for joys
And teach your wife this way to grow new boys
I'll take you by your hand
And show
codes
My money short
Missin' them days of honey oats
Dollar bills in mama's coat
Cartoons and bubble soap
This be the realest shit I wrote
This be
and the sons
And here's the line that's missing
The starving children have been replaced
By souls out on the street
We give a dollar when we pass
And hope
Miley Cyrus
That's a tear in my eye that I ain't cried
It's some paths to a milli homie, you ain't tried
I count ten by fives, I'm always halfway there
out, laid out
She only gave it up because she thought I had some crack
And I won't be strayed by a lame ass dame
Keep my dollars in my pockets 'cause
dollar bail
Caught with the products that them young *** sell
I'm fresh outta cells, twelve hours later
My clientèle hit my pager
The situation gettin'
don't give a damn
Just buy their product
Cause they a by product of a marketing plan
Can I just get an autograph?
I'm fanatic number 2 million
Sign it
{What?}
Tell me a joke (why did the chicken cross the road?)
{To get five dollars from her baby daddy!}
Eheheheh (hahahahahah) you got that? {eheheh}
We
on a 747 in 35 minutes down at gate 11
If you wanna get lucky I'll take you to Heaven
He said, "I got a million dollar meeting up in New York City
If I
strung out, laid out
She only gave it up because she thought I had some crack
And I won't be strayed by a lame ass dame
Keep my dollars in my pockets
see yo face nowhere by the peace, Allah
A laundry mat, niggaz better have they glocks cocked off
Ready to blast off and get yo ass popped off
With 10
cee-lo, or play a game of craps?
Matter fact, Shane, ring the intercom
And see if you can get ten dollars from my moms
Tell her to throw it out
Cosby
Three-to-ten years seems like not enough time in prison for the large number of lives BC damaged permanently
And sixty-nine years on this planet is
they leave you on the road
Niggas (homies ) really end up dead for a 30 dollar load
Walking through the hood getting money by myself
Better get up out
with this here
And ship ten million
This year, look on the charts it's there
At the number one spot, locked of course
By these ghetto street
Pharmacist
YOU DON'T KNOW WHO THIS IS / THIS IS BIRTHED BY A GOAT / THIS LIL TENDO BUT BIG KENFOLKZ / COPY THAT / ROGER THAT / YEA 10-4 / HOTTER THAN ALL OF THEM
Hit my line
Drop a pin
Come scoop you up
Side by side
Do or Die
Tell them who you love
All about your dollars
But in me you trust
I'm the only thing
go, you gotta let it go, keep living your life cause it's your time, to shine
Your time, to shine your time, to shine, your time, to shine
By myself
summers, southing in the air aint right
Chippin at my success about every night
10 thousand is the bar, imma make it higher
Cause the sun orange, change
This aint no movie this is my real life
Real Life!
Nobody with me nobody by my side
X2
This aint a movie this is real life and I been witness
Hit the red light
Whip full of bitches rubber neckin'
Rollin' by wit the kickers fully maxed out (Fully maxed out)
Ride clean my whip got tens kick
Hit my line
Drop a pin
Come scoop you up
Side by side
Do or Die
Tell them who you love
All about your dollars
But in me you trust
I'm the only thing
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