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with my niece
Opp on the block & he blockin' the street
Mama ask why I got blood on my jeans
My life a movie & this just a trailer
that bitch ain't bout

the singin' let's get right tonight mami

[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little bums
I take the cake from under

come
If there be one, I seen one
Just a dream, though
All my friends and family who passed along the journey
Greeted by my brother, Jeremy, rising up off

you know I was lying 

I ain’t ran off on no body keep my brothers by my side 

You seen me out, came to my party, shawty told me I was fine

I’ll never

my twin, we shootin', shit, ain't talkin' hoops

You say you shootin' for that side, best believe we shootin' you
And yeah, these niggas tellin' lies,

Alright, hold on, Tae Retro
(Ayy, Yuki Production, Olly)

Hold on, my nigga, get ready (Wait, hold on)
Applying the pressure, it's heavy
I'm saving

I ain't lacking inertia

No cap like a burqa

My notepad is the burner

Lyrics toe tags for the murder scene

Spit it with urgency

Got a knack

It's

Fuck da industry bro he ain't rapping what he living
Tied up my sneakers cause a nicca never tripping
I lost my lil bro I prayed to god asked for

Ghost Showers

Ghostface Killah

Bulletproof Wallets

2001

(tell 'em girl)

Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up

Lick Dem Muthaphuckas

Brand Nubian

Menace II Society

1992

She tried to gas me up, I tell her sex is everywhere
And sex is but a word, it ain't shit I ain't heard
Tell my Moms I ain't leaving, my crew said

from don't really 'feel feel' that
And I think that shit is whack
I gotta get it, if he run up then we smoke him like a pack
My name ain't Jack, but I'ma

I'm hella filling 
Lil girl I know that shit 
But I ain't with commitment
She think that she slick  
No slick Rick 
You won't get no pic 
Trynna see my

the time
Right or wrong ya he always by my side
And he the one who there for me when it's sticky
If you aint shooting broski just pass the blicky
I wanna

Hot Boys and Girls

Master P

MP Da Last Don

1998

the little brother of the last don 

???? can't mix, flip shit, loose licks ain't shift 

Plus I got a pair of cement shoes that i make fit your fake bitch

The Cross [Dvd]

Nas

Made You Look: God's Son Live

2003

targeted me
Bitches infatuated say they love me, lyin' to me

What I've discovered is my brother's tryin' to be
The next me, yeah I support him but he's

guessing
I gotta relax no you can't catch me stressing
He didn't understand hope that he learned his lesson
Off by an hour in every direction
Travel from

of the crashing waves
Chillin in the ocean
Cause I know that he's by my side
I know the pressure of the world got you feeling heavy
All of the weight of the world

out my face you know my mouth too reckless
He say he a opp talk out his top we get his block gone
I ain't never tuck the glock my opps know that i walk

the motherfuckin' monster is back
Blow for blow, handin' out these deadly heart attacks
My csian brothers are dealin' out a heavy game
We don't want fame, it's either

time, y'all thought a nigga was high, thought I was crazy
My mama, she ain't cut no corners
Got me back on track, I don't miss her oversteppin'
But do

and run it up
With my brother celebrating pour it up
Together baby we don't give a fuck
Any weather middle fingers up
I got these bitches tryna meet with us

what
He owes me anyway
No more pinching pennies
I'm a heavy weight

Oh there's a famine in the land
No more money in my hands
Blinded by my arrogance

aint have to hit the mall to keep my soul polished
Truth be told I feel Abandoned
Hard for me to comprehend how niggas be such flawed men
I'm often too

brodie on the lean, 
And that nigga on the gram know dat he ain’t on shit, 

Nigga won’t shoot shit, 
Nigga not 1 flick, 
Book bag heavy
That is not one