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At a modest price from gods store 

Well newsflash asshole it's all bullshit
Consider me triggered by this Indian giver
Oh shit I almost said

like oh no!
Saying oh no like I don't care
Saying oh no like this fair
They stop and stare, tell them beware
I told 'em beware, cos Cuckoo's coming for

right
You don't excite taste, you just waste time
And I've been running this long while
Can't take mine
We get erratic for these hip-hop fanatics

So you're gonna be taken babe
Walk in the street like a superstar
The crazy things you'll see
Watch your feelings, oh it's time to change
See all

of this is true
And that's when you replied
And said that we are through

You left before I told you not to
Please don't give my love to nobody
Just let it

the change 
Then if heaven is real 
Pac I can't wait for you to see what I done 
Learned everything I can by your teaching 
Try to keep niggas outta the ghetto

He's over the ledge barely hanging on by a thread 
His dosage of meds is running low close to the edge 
He hopes that he can just hang on gropes for

Lately I've been going out alone
Taking my time as
I drive away from home
I just want a change of scenery
Checking out the sunset
I think that's all

A life never seen or heard
As people pass by her window
She wonders how they're always changing
Breathing
Loving and leaving and living
Like it's so easy

stack it see it from a mile away
On a cloudy day
And you know we both wasnt right
Still aint nothing change when you left tho
Got a nigga reminiscing

Ai Bobby Williams.... Ku Tomola zina nikulakwa..... Turn it up....
Drew made the beat

Oh by popular demand Bobby Williams back with a cup in his

Everybody like that tryna gain control huh
Hit that dash, yeah I'm on a fast
God up on my side so you know I'm finna last
Take back what you want, I don't

he up the k
Shit ain't a game bitch we don't play
Them seven teners pushing weight
Shots at yo brain shots at yo face
They askin' how we get this bread

West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

H-Town M.O.B.

H-Town M.O.B.

Mex don't understand tha game
Baby beach, baby beth, latino's if ever do you gang bang
I can't do it cause I'm all about my money man
Hoggin and doggin

'Fore we take this any further, I just 'wan let you know
I think we could use some space to grow
You need a nigga, to stay by ya side, cherish

making money is me
surrounded by some fake niggas  wanna see me 6 feet
These hoes telling me they love me don't know what it means
Just stacking all these

niggas can't hang)
Too much time goin by I got nothin' to lose
So I'm riskin' it all on a big bag
I don't care bout respect I got nothing to prove
If it

Committee 27, man, what it is
Scko
I'm a real nigga, I don't like to play no games
I'm from the east, Sherrouse what I claim

Went to Gram, got it

round
Followed by a compilation of her sucking dick
And if she'd say she loved me
I would give her everything
But I don't really know her past
Or like

I don't mean no disrespect by this
But everything's not what it used to be, ya know?
And I feel like it's really important
For us to make the future

to backstreets
Wanted by the six pounD and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key
With no regards

I'm blessed with visions of a black rover
In my range of sight, with more rage to take your page, I mean book to change your pace
Break yo legs like

on top
Don't fuck with none of them niggas we keeping a score on
Don't fuck with the opps
Chances they never gone even the score
'Cause they never scored

feeling kind of stuck now
Trying to stay afloat I don't wanna drown
It seems I can't escape this might as well face it
I just take it day by day
All alone