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he see the boy
A diamond in the rough, can you handle what I'm reaching for?
This for all the late nights trynna feed the sinners
Trynna heat

gone get a plate. 
I got some haters i know why my gun my boo keep it close by im loving her head its so fye i bust then i leave driveby
 Im in the hood

find u a play toy
Don’t be moving yo lips 
When u got on this ship 
If u sink it 
Den u gotta pay boy 
Nigga get him a gun 
And swear he be sliding 
Its

em I don't pursue this shit
Now I'm in the open just to keep myself from losing it
Bobby boy records, yo, I'm the dude that's new to it

Ghost (cyy)

doing drive-bys 
Wouldn't understand if you never been up to my side
Father forgive me as I load up this weapon
Life is a blessing, every day I front

Dance, dance, dance with me
Take a chance with me
Maybe ill set you free
Pure Ecstasy
EL-Breezy in this bitch, we always making money
EL-Breezy in this

what the fuck goin' on, Yucky Boy shit, nigga)
Yeah, this Li Mar made a couple bands, off scams

Lil' bitch wanna get freaky Kam
Up the Drake know that

frowns in gutter
Manna got guns in the bits, hums in the bits
Manna man hunt inda bits stunt in the bits
Now I got cunt kinda bits! yo
Round here everybody

This shit 'bout guns and butter, lil' nigga didn't I tell you?
We ain't doin' petty deals, you got me fucked up (fucked up)
The right work, the right

Breathing

Marjorie DeMuynck

In the Key of Earth

2007

spot
Been in this cage for a long time (long time)

Been coverin this page with the wrong rhymes (wrong rhymes)
Got a strong mind, I got a weak will

this, in this music scene I'm legendary
Raps always been secondary like February
Told my guy, "Don't come near me with no tester" (uh)
Don't be talkin'

isn't it y'all
My gees gone but I no fhor
Out the womb like a lonely boy, don't know what's next for me in this world
Don't know what is going wrong, I've

Untitled Track

Dark Lotus

Tales From the Lotus Pod

2001

end in time
You hear me hethan bitch boy?
Bite your devil tongue
Before I stab you with this pitch fork
All that shit you talk about
"My God is

No mingle
Yeah
I'm in my bag
No this my lane
I rap bout bands
And sing my pain
Don't hold my hand
It's not yo main
It's not Kristennnn
That's not My

Gangsta

Dirty

Keep It Pimp & Gangsta

2003

name out yo mouth
You talkin' shit I'll cock this trigga bitch and run in yo house
And lay you down
Let me come into your house
So piss on the ground

tucked and no sluts
Money can't fold up
Ain't no one's in it
Everything 5 percent
Every my gun tinted
I'll have this whole party ducking like it's birds

ransom keep actions in place
Until the tension outweighs the
Situation then hazards come play
And turn this to a new episode of
Without a trace
Now I see

awful things yeah back to my scoffing when it comes to you
I ain't stopping been true in a coffin I'm taking em with me and dirt
You will never see me

asking me for money
Popping lips on instagram, talking tough, and actin funny
This nigga think I want his bitch but she a roller
She be in my dm talking

killers
But they really hoes
Banging nigga like me get choppered up
And come to your front door
Mask on my face this ain't no
Halloween no Trick or Treat

P, bitch, I'm tryna buss a brick

Put that shit up in the blender, press the button, watch it mix
My white girl need a 8-ball, I'ma meet you there by 6

daughter
Dope House Records is on fire
So grab the estinguisher
I smoked out in the beamer
Bout to get emphezema
Gun slingers rap singers
With more

Inner City Shyste

Vell Bakardy

Universal Game: The Big Boom Theory

good
He drove on by, I saw him run the Stop Sign
Made a left, Made a right, just missed One-Times
Here they come, down the hill as he's creeping up

told her, "Chill, Gunther, get in your place"
Tried to call me by my government I spit in her face

Where you know me from?
(Yo, state ya name, ya