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laying with bad bitch from from Diego

Pussy, paper, and power reaching my final hour
All my roses was sour planted my own flowers
Said she charge by hour

Ion get no sleep chasing the sun Cause I can't loose a day
Snatched up a good woman and gave up all my foolish ways
I done stopped drinkin now my

shit up like it's time for some ?

Havoc:
And all you bitches that you hittin' we done ran through that
Plus ? that's why the king's stand will crack

Raised by a queen mama told me tell no lie 
Even when I'm grinding everytime she on mind 
Even when all you niggas left she on my side 
Im trying to pay

it's a different look from here
Niggaz grab they bitches tell they hoes don't look at him
Get your girlfriend took by him
And it ain't just him it's

freeze
Get on you knees 
In your pockets with ease
These niggas real G's

Nigga from that block
Birds by the flock
Ppl call the cops
My mama want me

real niggaz gon' speak
(Wipe me down)
Jiggalatin' I been rollin' 'bout a week
You can tell I got cake by the diamonds in my teeth
(Wipe me down)
Black

DKC representing 254
Big up to P-Mani records
I'm out

I'm back like I never left
Want what I always get
Lazy isn't on my chest
Niggaz bitches suck my

when we dip, I come with the bag them other niggaz aint this, i come from a past thinking bitches aint shit, you changed all of that now we focused

a bomb at ya door wit some pieces mail~*
I hate rollin up rellos when them bitches stale~*
It remind me of y’all how u niggaz so frail~*
She whipped it

The beat fire ima dab it
Cutting trees like im rabbit you probably wont understand it
The mileage high in my city
Cuz all my niggaz gon run it
Drew Franks

@ shit 
Then dip 
Empty my klip and pray that a Nigga don't snitch
Im checking my shit 
Hoping that my body ain't hit 
It's all good 
Kuz now there's

Pain Inside

Ugodz-Illa

Ugodz-Illa Presents: The Hillside Scramblers

2004

learn me
My mission is gettin' Ritz like Jersey, chips for attorney's
Commissary for niggaz that's in the pen thirsty
A big truck, your trick hypnotize

bought my bitches back in 
Showing out insane a pretty bitch magnet
Girl you not gon change i send that bitch packing
Slowing up the lane and ain’t no

like I didn’t understand fuck yo hand
Counting all my cash by hand niggaz move on my command
She can ride it with no hands (God damn)
I’m just saying

Mad cuz I was you 
And I wanted things 
Wanted bitches 
Want my niggas 
Wrapped in diamond chains 
Now I'm flexing 
All my deeds 
And these royalties

fucked up
Please forgive me for my slurred words and bad pronunciation
But baby you're the most beautiful-est of God's creations
Come and kick it with

shit I really went made me a name
Back when I was rappin in all of my classes them bitches was callin me lame
Ain’t have the new Jordan’s, ain’t have no

Something Fresh

Spooks

O [Soundtrack]

2001

don't give money to the hoes...
My momma used to say make sure it's something fresh...

I got what y'all lookin for as I got th neuro AKA wa-wa-wa war

On opps I swing
Dat sauce it ain't a thing
Making a list and I'm checking it twice
Watch on my wrist look like some ice
This real designer can tell by

jumpin outta ditches, look,
my glock in my hand and i aint tryin to leave a witness,
is it the bitches the money?
or how the car shine, look,
i want it all

heaven
Watch out for them lame niggaz thes an outbreak
They calling you hot cake coz they jus want a piece, they jus want a taste but they can not make it

compet
Niounela nieup done xaar
We the greatest of all time
Fallait que leundeum bi nieuw fenial fi bidew for longtime
Yaw ak seu cercle
Dolene doug sounie

Squeeze them by the collar
Make them bitches holla
Never played the NBA but
Bitch I be balling
With my own name brand
Like its goddamn Spalding
Snoop keep