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like I'm Popeye
Make sure the pipe hit ya left eye (do, do, do)
Work by my lonely, get the job done
You ain't even never touched a bop gun (you haven't)

on that Dior shades
Livin' like a dime, but bitch, I do this shit every day
Call my homie, get you lined leave you lost just like a stray

I've been on my

wait Young nigga world, I don't be with Melly
Heavy only, you can tell by my belly Ball as a  team, let's go get a ring
Amiri my jeans, my pocket look'

Let me know what you need, we got dope by the pound
This nigga got crossed and lost and found
Bitch, I got the sauce, better pray you don't drown

the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

from the playa Joe
Man let me get my shit right
Cause I'm not gone be the one to fall off
Cause I know I'm gonna be the one to take a fuckin loss
20

to act like you ballin' dude
Mindin' yo business, they grabbed you by yo collar
You feel like Marvin Gaye cause they make you wanna holler
But since you

Brang Yo Azz Outdoz

Ying Yang Twins

Thug Walkin'

by yo feet, yo bitch gon be with me
Because I'm known to fuck and gettin my dick sucked
So black yo want to act up, you betta back up
'fore you get

the shame
They Numb the pain. Novocaine
Dwayne Wade
Ballin no Rogaine
Rock harder than cocaine
Get in line bro
It's a downgrade
Every time that you change

and be your funeral
(Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin' through
Drive-by, layin' side by side as they viewin' you
Ha, cause you will

If I Could Change

Master P

Hip Hop Coast 2 Coast

1998

Lord forgive me
Blinded by this life of crime, God somebody hear me
Since the death of my momma, my life is filled with drama
Lost both of my kids,

Yeah
Oh oh
When it gets cold outside man I think I need a rider
(I think I need a rider)
I think I need the one who gon' stand right by my side Yeah

wearin crop tops
Momma told me get da bag cuz yk the grind gonna pay offf
You niggas ballin like rookies, we ballin like it’s the playoffs
Tryna get

the rat
Now do me honors, like when I'm in class
I'm losing alotta, but I get it back, let's not even ask, it caused me to crash, you're all on a fad 
While

like veggie?
Gyal go Ritz for the mani pedi
CC bag look nice but the Birkin bag look way more heavy
That's just a big gyal ting, man ya get me?
Raemi

get to me
I got them shooters, wipe your nose  try get to me
I know some bitches think I'm faithful, they  ain't shit to me

Lost bro, awhile back but

The Champ

Ghostface Killah

Stomp the Yard [Best Buy Exclusive]

2007

ballin'
Revenge is my arts is crafty darts
While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy
Wonderin' how y'all niggas get past me
I been doin this before Nas dropped

on my shoulder finally bought my soul
Lost a lot of friends, couldn't give a fuck though
Yeah, I'm wildin' by myself til' the sun don't show
I won't let

every night for protection and wisdom
Shit can get bad, boy, I'm with the Pistons
We ballin hard, but it all could change instantly
Just woke up, still

sow
Sneaky' niggas, so I stay by my lone
This shit get realer every day, hope you know
Hesitate, you might get left behind
I was high, every day,

been cryin' to myself
(Myself)
And I don't like to vent so I'm rappin' by myself
(Myself)
I done really lost my mind
What the fuck is mental health?

Copy Copy Copy Copy 
We getting money like monopoly 
You lost in the sauce 
Lets get this all properly 
All of my n**gas they smoking that broccoli

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh
Me and NoTo yeah
Me and NoTo yeah
Me and NoTo yeah
Yeah I don't know what he saying
Ballin' like athlete but no

with a transparent top
Back in Miami, needed drop top
Time to show off, never get lost
Playing with the stars, never gon stop
Yeah, never gon stop
Yeah,