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motherfuckin
Place motherfucker
Don't get outta pocket cause we
Ain't no pool game 8 ball corner pocket bang
Tito rough in the building that why
I love him smell

can't compare me cause I'm the realest
I'm a dope boy, I don't got no shame in me, I'll admit it
I went broke for it, glad I got gambling out my system

to me
Better watch your tone
Look me in the eyes
I'm the prize
When you gone realize
I no need for new friends
I ain't got to pretend that I like you
I

I let her wear my chain, they wanna party
I stepped on and already changed the game, and I ain't sorry
Got Chanel money, woah
It's a shame that you

that Old Bay taste
The brass band was seven pieces
My bitch's name is Peaches
We got twin Mac elevens with the features
Shit you barely got sneaker money

My sack like 20 bands
I don't need no advance

Percocets no zans
I just counted 500 x pills by hand
They had me in a jam but I up'd and changed their

Beware

Z-Ro

Losing Composure

2003

it out
I know you spectators in the game, better close your mouth
I got a lot of my time invested, up in this game
It's S.U.C. till I'm dead, ain't

a game
I'm the man around my town
Serving all the pheens and we smoking out the pound 
Must be in ya dreams if you thought i was a clown
Hey!
Girl i ain't

me
Got to release the power in my soul and be better than three (power in my soul and be better than three)

I’m MIA in this game 
Got to get decency

Sleep with the fishes in Bikini Bottom 
She wearing my shirt but she ain’t got no bottoms

Got so much cash it’s like I’m at the lotto
Boy I did not want

Rolling weed up with my niggas
Everywhere we go
OZ's in my cargo pockets
On the dock smoking a rocket
Money was the only topic
You ain't talking that, you

I'm getting bread now your bitch tryna link me
My bands ain't taylor but they come in swiftly
I know I'm more up no need to convince me
Got too much

any team step on our feild we'll bust em uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup
down in tampa bay
i aint never scared (eastside)
i aint never scared (westside)
i aint never

Keep it 100, no this not a game, I cannot let 'em put me in a frame
My brother the reason that I started rapping
I still got them dreams that I'm gon'

You taught me how to live

In the streets of shame
Where you've lost your dreams in the rain
There's no signs of hope
The stems and seeds

Homecoming

Green Day

American Idiot

2004

You taught me how to live

In the streets of shame
Where you've lost your dreams in the rain
There's no signs of hope
The stems and seeds

and you know it ain't a fuckin' game
Bein' you's a fuckin' shame
Pull the trigger when I aim
There you go
You just got fuckin' slayed

Terrorized by the very thoughts that came to my brain
Ya its a shame, poppin pills no prescription make you insane 
Aint talking windows when I say your boy

by a glance
You niggas real little like ants
You holding no weight like a gram
Can't see all the cards in my hand
You won't understand
I been through

50/50 Love

Trina

Glamorest Life [Clean]

2005

And the clothes come off, I'm doin' you and you doin' me

First thangs first, Miss Trina, ducks all the lames in the game
I'm quick to put a nigga to shame
Fo'

But ain't nobody say that when
My stomach used to rumble
Looked in a cell when I
Seen my dreams crumble
Now I'm out here buzzing you
Can here the bee's

bitch
If it come down to it
Got her hands feelin' on my
Think she finna chew

'Bout my game, you know what it is
Leave you in a ditch
Last summer

could make you change your game
What's your objective? it don't matter if it ain't the same
We're all affected by the changes in this world  humans claim

(Huh)
Dev is just stuck in the game (Damn)
What can I say
No I'm not changing my ways
Sitting on top just tryna get paid (Uh aye)
No I'm not feeling no