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all y'all some savages and killers off a perc
Drive-bys normal but if we walk up its personal
Eye behind the lens like urkel
Two hands on the grip it's

go and find him and I'll dead em myself
Fuck your 9 lives when you come to my side
Watch me while I drive by while we go the same way
Know you need

And the scent of your perfume
The way you smile
And how your voice looms so large in my memories
Our chemistry is undeniable
I hope you see it and feel the same

banana seat
Looking like some eight year old kid on your grandma's street
You can go ahead and call me lazy
I just retired real young, y'all, call me

Lock & Load

Bone Crusher

AttenCHUN! [Bonus DVD]

2003

drive by

So if you're ready for it
Smoke dro for it, tell 'em
An' if you're hatin', fuck nigga what's happenin'

Adamsville, Watts,
Westside,

Or laugh or shout
About what your heart's moved by
Oh
I like red like cherries and wine
I like red and the way you admire
Something I've never seen in myself

Ya, and they got blame it on the drugs 
But they put something in the chickens that got ya actin up
Im trust tryna avoid them prisons tryna stack it up

your mouth it's tasty,
You sing those songs yeah we could get along,
Right or wrong, I'ma still stick by you,
We don't do thongs, I ain't fucked in so

I was born down in the handle
I was brought up by the strap
When the devil starts to show up in your dreams
Then it's hard to get your dreams back

the funk's blocked
Why
Cos its safe to suck cock
Strictly un-edgy all up in your corporate arse like a wedgie
Put my self in a box sell it to an evil demi-god

someday
I'll take my parents to Paris
Become a knight like Gladys
Live in a palace
Tell my cousin put the mask down 
N***a we living fast now
Put my kid

keep it trill 
92 We like your like a pill fuck it 
We Serving fiends then
Wounded self-esteem
Caught up in this moody shit
Ooo fucking through it
Hardly

I'll show you round where the talent lives

Act right I'll put a bling on your left
Looking at the madam trynna figure out my best man
Marv, Chad

Junior high, nigga I drive
Get what you got if it's off by a nose
This shit for the house but this ain't no Lowe's
Grabbed me some pots cause I live by

drive by 
Got a bottle by my side 
And a model in the ride 
Take the top off
Now we gazing at the sky 
Im a mothafuckin star 
I put a twinkle in her eye

out fire put the pipe down 
5 star telly going hard rippin' night gowns
119 goin' live shoot a whole in the sky rain dance GRAY cookin' up that fire

BITCH!)
We on some shit boy/

[Verse 1: Tarek]
Heard a knock knock on the door, glock cocked by the floor/
Pop shots if it’s war, blocks hot like a whore/

of owning ya freedom
Remember drives in the caddy on the way home
Late registration got the windows down air blowing
Stayed from static, homebody and some

never average
Listen, I only hear about my smile
But my confidence so witty it''ll drive ya boy wild
Personality by the mile, pussy wetter than the Nile

Way up in the backwoods
Where the pines they stoop so low
There's ghosts there
In the shadows moving mighty slow
In the gate by Tom Dooley's grave

I gota hella flavors 

Yu can call me Lil Kim 

Baddies by the layers

See em soon as u walk in



All us bad all us bad

Pulled up with hella cash

When I miss a shot, I just blame the wind
What's it gonna be? Drive it in or just drain a three
Get the rebound, get back on D
Like your homegirl last

into a mic
And they think that shit is simple and I guess that’s by design
Cause I like to move in silence and you gotta keep it quiet
But these people

this game
It's messing with my mind frame, trying to do this rhyme thing
I'm just trying to put words together 
In a rhythmical pattern to try to seem