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in my house ain't got something to eat
No hella skrill to feed my kids
I ain't got a car but i've got car key
Tell me bro what kind of life is this
If

Go Ham for the green
Im grinding, the album $9.99
Reprised Im back to selling dimes
I never thought I say it again 
You know its B-l-a-c-k on da end I

Big heart
Big body
Big house
Big car
Big wallet
Big stylist
Big nose
Big bra
Talk about it 
Talk about it
Talk slow
Talk more
Read about it
Read

hats
And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck

Nor a soldier just a man made fortunate by
The power of the spotlight and to
Save someone's life I am willing to spend
Some of that capricious
Currency

Trap out a ounce no Capone
Maybe that's wrong
But baby need feed
An I gotta eat so we gone
Movin my zone


Buy you some time
I charge by the hour
Buy you

Walking wit steppas you can’t reach this level
You hit the wrong button you get played like a album
Hoes throwing salt pick a stone like Rosetta
I

they started laughing
What up Bossdog, good lookin' on this tea
Import that bag from Europe, exclusively
Ladies and gentleman, I go by the name

albums flop

I'm on my knees and daily praying for my enemies
Pray they repent and turn to God and change their destiny
High yella light brown skin

tryna eat off it
Aint nobody put me on so don't tell me that I'm wrong
And you niggaz aint my dogs so I cant throw yo ass no bone
Cuz I been crossed by

full drunkards who wanna get away from the life
Over crowded hospitals, low supply, no medical attention
And yeah they get mentioned
They always show

outside)
Cause they never been about it
Throwing house parties
Had them bitches getting crowded
Couple old friends always showed up in the crowd
Pull me

page
Tryna see who my new man
You driving by my house
You wanna see who coming in
You Toxic
You Ratchet
Girl
You Toxic
You Ratchet
You Toxic
You Ratchet

bitch, she look like Michelin Man
I heard you was trying to hit my bitch and got the Timberland

I'm not jewish, been a man, eat tryna freak me again
My

Goodbye

Killah Priest

Black August

2003

Priesthood, Big you in the house, SoulStice
We gon' do this, stay focused
Yeah, I feel it, uh-huh
Yeah.. yeah, yo, yo

[Killah Priest]
The mouth

the balls
Who's ya favorite rapper ain't time he gone by tomorrow
Kappa step on a beat when I eat it, it eat it all
Been stuck on growth, my eyes way too low

entitled, stupid, vain and most of all they're lazy
Not how all of this was caused by your greedy old grandaddies
I've got a hundred grand house by the bank

Later) for it, no Aubrey
Switch my demeanor up I'm, off my 380 shit
My, future's bright, stars is by my head, baby shit
Make me sick, what you eat don't

[Secretary]Oh..okay
[Tim Chandler]Ohhh. Let me start by thanking you for a second.
[mc chris]Okay...
[Tim Chandler]The album...I got the preorders in, they look great.

I could wolf whistle at robots
I feel I could hold a relatively decent conversation with TV's Joe Pasquale
I feel I could listen to a whole album by

and shove it up your ass
Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs"
Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
Who got bodied?
Nigga, you

Dialogue

- It's another BSE Album, 2008
but you guessed, were still held up in africa
with people sitting on my payments
my website money transfers

Gas meter runnin' out
Electric cut off as well
Candles lightin' up the house
Lookin' in my momma's eyes I
See how she feels
The strain and the pain

Middle Finger U

Sauce Money

Middle Finger U

1999

here's a hot-ass item to bring you
Had a car, Roley, and house before my first single
I know how y'all niggas roll, quiet as a tear
My album ain't even