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a mazza

Yo, yo my bruce let's rev that engine
My broski loves when I rap 'bout drill so he told me bark the skeng thing (fling it)
My other bro told me

OWN CAROUSEL
ONCE YOU'RE PAST 40 THE PERSONAL STORIES
GET DEEPER AND TRUER WITH TIME
WE'RE ALL WEARING GLASSES BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN WE'RE ALL BLIND

With my two eyes get caught by surprise
Dealing with a nigga who himself not a disguise
Miss me with that bullshit, I'm holding a full clip
Many people

Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room. Half
illuminate a face before they disappear. You breathe in forty
years of failing

Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!

Now I knew this bitch, yo, she used to love me
Buffin' on my pickle, peace, everything was lovely
Forties

gone ride
But I still keep that .40
Right by my side
Yeah
Pop a niggas like a zit
Been banging my shit
Since I was a jit
I wear this shit well
Just Like

got a crush on a girl
She got her hair in a curl
Grab her by hand and I twirl
Just like a coconut swirl
But I got a thing with her feet, uh
I got

homies are turning 40
Straight out of Tau Street line 2 niggas I'm they lil' shorty
Me love prison ex-convicts
Type to get it out your pocket
Always

We are young but we is not dumb
So I stay with a drum
Baby love me so I gave her the thumb
In her but like a plum
What y'all thought I was wack
It's

Bro love the fast money
Guess that he hate patience
Glock 40 send him to the
Moon like a space station
Passing shit out like I
Maxed out my playmaking

the Speaker Knockerz

Niggas hatin' on that kid, I don't know why
I want love
That's just something you can't buy
You was 'posed to be right here, by my side

appreciate you)

Bought my bitch a 36, I ball like Rasheed
(Shit)
Swimmin' in that money, come and find me
(Drippin')
I walked in with forty racks on me, no ID

Hurry, hurry, hurry, got a big gig to play Break out the gear, set it up right away Spent a year in the basement Learning all these tunes By the time

and Biggie
Wonderin' who shot ya figure

With shorties around the way
Forty dollars in change
Put you under
Got your mums reeling from solemn pain
I felt her

No more more King Burger
No more, "Excuse me, sir?"
Your girls are done upgraded
So some could say she made it
I was on that 9 to 5
And now I'm

Serious man, your fucking' missus is nuts
My missus is nuts an' all
She rings me at least forty times a day
Serious

I seen you last night, you

Body Talk

My Epiphany

Mirabilia

the hands of forty thieves
And then released
Because even thieves believe
That if you find love you gotta set it free
Honestly I'm not so sure that she

Lend You the Money

The Why Store

Inside the Why Store

1994

I'll lend you the money, honey
I'll lend you the money, girl
So many ways to love a man
So many ways to be true
These are things you don't understand

But this shit don't get served
By niggas in suit's
I know some niggas still hustle
While they on the run i know some niggas on
Parole still toting guns