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Yeah
500
Nigga get yo cheese up
She ain't never seen no nigga like me, I made her freeze up
We know you not tough lil' boy, you need to ease up
Yeah,

B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done

Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I

'm poppin now (Poppin' now)
I'm Lil Boosie wipe me down (Wipe me down)
Give a fuck bout what they talking bout (Talking bout)
My auntie stay by Waffle House

all)
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Don't need no phony homie to call me
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
That go for each and everyone of you

a distance and they scopin' my neck
But these diamonds even cost me M-R and cars on my deck
And I can already vision people sayin I'm wrong
But I rather his

friends

Come together again
We all still get by with a lil help from our friends




Hey jude
Ps i love you


SO do you wanna know a secret?
We can work it

that bitch nigga lose it
Man, I'm as strong as this game
Ya'll be knowin' my name
A young high strung thug
Nigga created by pain
Livin' my life in

letters
See, I'm a nigga that'll always give thanks, I'm friends with a couple bank tellers
They let me skip lines at the bank, they call me Mr. Kirk

at night
I keep a blue tip, I don't do the stick and move
Legs in the air, one lick, watch the bitch ooze
Uzi pistol pro, by my side, gift from Lil' Dude

Killas

The Game

I Run L.A.

2009

niggas

[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I

it's a puddle
Fuck her in full nelson and beat it up, I'm Mr. Royal rumble when I was in Vegas, shit, I pour a four

I ain't never talk to stunna she

I'm playing campaign
Iced out chain, Call me Lil Wayne
Got a bad bitch, She giving me brain (Brain, cane)
Suck on my cane, Like cocaine
Got me going

window
Don't walk up to my window
Big 4 5 ain't for show
I'll let it blow
You standing at the store and your trap slow
I don't want the shit lil bro that's

on me
My phone's tapped so I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggas this the year when they pull the trigger
Shit, this is what you

on me
My phone's tapped so I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggas this the year when they pull the trigger
Shit, this is what you

What We Go Through

Warren G

Take a Look Over Your Shoulder

1997

on my crew

I went from dirt to large work like boatloads of keys
It's hard work and it hurts to live life on ya knees
So God please have a lil' mercy

could use a little reparation for all the doubtin and fakin
I been facing where I'm at now 

I feel Big Brother hands on me
Saying don't you go runnin lil

lit shit
Tell that bitch nigga I will pop him like a insect
Had you crying.. like a infant
Ay, do my dance lil baby I really hit shit
What you tryna do?

Down lil bitch sit down
Down Down
Down lil bitch sit down
Down Down
Down lil bitch sit down
Down Down
Down lil bitch sit down
Down Down
Top

children could see I'm the shrine for the fucking blind
Vietnam mama ball her son know nuthin but raw
Whom tattoos the boy choose
I'm winnin by 4 steps

and Banati
In a tracky with a stick the sliding like It's hockey
We pull out the shotties get to spraying laying bodies
Lil bro you karate kid and I'm Mr

I told that lil' nigga I don't miss
I go like that shooter in the six
I go crazy, swear I copped them bricks
Money on my own yea no assist
I told

a nigga bitch what it really means ima fuck the rest
Ain’t no going back, used to be broke
Now I’m getting money by the day
Running away and im getting

Tha Business

MC Eiht

Last Man Standing

1997

the yay'
Federalies can't harm me
Black-ass army in armani
And they still
Can't see me
Cause I'm - paper down
Fiends to keep happy
Never - fuckin frown
Mr