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Well alright
All good things must, come to a beginning
Stop focusing on the end too much
You don't never tell a baby that it's gon' expire one day do

I'm coming

So tell the people I'm coming
I get em hype yeah they on it
Teach em and leave em with something
I got that slice yeah they want it

the one
Who's gone hold you tight
Whatcha say?
Hey boy, tell me whatcha say?
Can I give you sum to feel?
Lemme putcha in ya zone
Need ya right here by my

you cannot afford to beef with me
This shit can get risky
Play and they gone put 'em six feet
Jump in that water and swim with the fishes

I go

and a smile
(True)
If you only knew
That your ho was gettin' dug up by the whole 7th floor crew
Tell me what would you do?
Would you cry like you a bitch

the street in some Texas heat, and us down the road from my cousin, now
Dance some more, close to Mexico and I tell my boys that I left 'em, uh
My feelings

Jesus 
That I’m marked by
Ain’t a slave no more 
Yo boy free 

Yeah the fights hard 
But ain’t knocked out

This that last round 
And I’m Ali 

Tunnel

dawg in a couple of months, can somebody tell him I love him, yeah
(Gang, gang, let's get 'em)
Fuckin' these hoes all over the world, I never give

The Player Way

Eightball & MJG

Tha Remix Album

2005

the drop 
Me no care if the B's be tinted, you won't see me in it 
'Less there's TV's in it 
I can tell by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat

from nothin' boy we used to shop at the Dollar Tree
Got Fallz on my mind, every time, that I'm in yo' city I gotta leave
All I know is grind, member them

Travelled half way around the world just to get you baby 
So tell them other chicks
They can't touch me
Maybe when they see me walkin by all

and that guy out
I call my niggas up, I say man let's go slide now
I say don't lie to me lil bit just tell the truth
Them boys they gone ride for me, yeah

you tell 'em?)
We stack that bread yeah, yeahhhh
And we don't fuck around with haters or no hoes no more
(fuck around... whassup Abraham?) Get up out

a birdie
Rumblin' in my school clothes and damn near got 'em dirty (well damn)
I put that boy in urgent care, he went in on a gurney (wow)
I don't even

they wanna put them cuffs on me but I'm like fuck em all
I know that it's harder to see, from all of that blood in the street
I know that you weak from

All these rappers that I've passed up
Passed up
Talkin so you know your boy
He gassed up
He gassed up
Imma say mine they really gonna act up
Tell 'em

Story to Tell

Ja Rule

Belly

1998

of nigga that got it and break down a key
Remember me?  J to the A, R-U-L, E baby
Smell the beef, it continue to uh, give em hell
Fill they bodies with

A Milli

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter III [Deluxe Edition]

2008

You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't

I'm low key cruisin' wit a big boy purchase
Protected by my presence, therefore you're never nervous (nope)
I know ya boy worth it (yep), the kid got

(brr, baow)

Big worm bitch I send a drive by
Come out the house know we posted at night time (boy you knowin')
Leavin' his body inside of that white

Wassup

Logic

Bobby Tarantino II

2018

Everybody know the deal
Yeah that boy, he keep it real
Higher than ever with no pill
I just updated my old deal
Told Def Jam no less than 20 mil'

keep my head up
Now I'm talking, yeah, I'm fed up
That boy, he's too broke, get your bands up
He's sensitive, slam his head, bring your mans up

I feel

get tricky 'round us
If they want the smoke, then tell
'em that we keep the fire, Bruh

They told me that the
Revolution won't be televised ('Vised)
I

her with her sister
Tell the boy to roll the gun
And go buy my elixir
Dranking little sips, that's why I got temper
Problems, I'll probably murk them