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toolie
Step by step I'm steppa
Brik pan brik like Skillibeng, bang
Shoot, shoot, like Hollywood
Make a opp dance like Bollywood (Ah, ah)
(Hello) it's Lalo,

grow
But now the times are so long ago

I been pushing through the storm, shoutout polo g
I don't wanna deal with hoes I know that aint right for me
With

the morning
She's about 23 and come back
Gyaldem love, I think it's my calling
And I got big dough on my hat
They want me dead before I get more in
And I

Runnin' around through the bitty
I'm the man in my city
Know that you like consistency
You know that I'm in love, if I fuck when your pussy bleed

pay
Get love in the dance but I don't say
Onstage at a show but I don't spray
Man can't try a ting 'cause I don't play
Known in the rave scene but I

hop out the B!
Niggas was hating I got on my feet
Brother was drilling the heart of a G
Filling two 30s get hit with a piece
Speak on my name, I go

or Robitussin
Killing man, I'm ruthless when I rhyme inna di function
Chewing on a toothpick while I'm lining up they coffins
Fake MC's my g I see them in

Give her piece of mind right now
You had me living in a dark right now
I'm just tryna see the light right now
So spread a lil bit of love right

it? 最終警告
アゲル周波数
踊れ! shouting through
We'll enjoy a day today!
(Then) I sing a love
song for you.
リズムキープと相俟って
Step by! Keep on step! Oh yeah.
今ここでフィルイン!

Jump Off

Lotus

Escaping Sargasso Sea

2007

(Woo!)
Black Barbie dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin to leave in somebody's Ferrari
Spread love that's what a real mob do
Keep it gangsta look out for her

I Can't Believe

Lil Italy

On Top of Da World

1999

On Jerry Springer spreading rumors 'cause he living like that

(Lil Italy)

Now why the hell we ain't fucking for
Can't a young brotha make love anymore

I Rock the Gangsta Shit

Sawed Off

Presents: Kalifornias Most Wanted

2003

bird fool
You'll get attacked by me and Lolo
I'm never solo
Straight out the 619
Come represent my cholos

[Chorus]
I'm goin syko mothafuckas I lost my

fake'ów w grze co sprzedali tanio skórę
Jak Bun B chciałeś byś Trill OG
A sprzedałeś frajerze gdy zawinęły Cię z paczką psy
Chciałeś być gangsta jak Z Ro na

know, I know, you can see it in my eyes, that I wasn't gonna make it
Older brother thuggin', yeah he taught me all the basics
Told me keep it on by my

don't know
Niggas be hella quiet but really they fans though
Just tell me when I'm alive don't do me like Van Gogh

I grab the bull by the horn, deal with

the Benz it's time to rob a man
Therefore I got love for her i just
I see these weak niggers talking running off their mouth
I'm going to box my G yes like

keeping ‘bout the boy
They make ‘em nervous ay
Murder on that beat
I slaughter man to see what people say
Do what I want
Yeah, play by my rules yeah
Come up

why you love goin' peoples houses?
Yo, tahn inna ya yard you pagan
You know on the mic I'm a cannibal
You can't even handle cannabis
Twin

grown hate
I don’t need your co-signs now
I bought my own space
By years of overturnin every stone face
Army of one and I got the right troops
I done ran

Everyone's different
So what I want, you might not want
Visa versa, yeah who Don't
G-H

Who don't wanna be rich? (Who?)
Who don't wanna be big?

like Latrell Sprewell
Col Gel I drink by the spina, we make rapina
In The Panchina with the baionetta marocchina
Impanicati, we are pirati in Prati

Get high as a blimp then I hop in my Chevy
Embrace cause I know it's gone turn to a Bentley
Play with the beat got me feeling like Kenny
G It's a three

pon me nuh
With a life like this and a price this big I could never stop grinding cos
I know finding love it ain't easy you've been seeking it your

a all) i told G to throw the gun
When the cops was chasing
When mane had the five hunnid
The streets was hot
You know the police was tryna
Raid tryna sweep