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I just wanna get rich, I don't wanna get famous
What you know about stranger danger?
Pitch bare shots right there in the skate park
I feel like

fun
So let me play with me nine
I'm steppin'with the Enterpri$e
My only army brigade, and if  I drop
Then I just throw this like a hand-grenade

[Bizzy]

When I care and it's true
That's when her P gets H'd
It's a L up for you

Just know I got it from LeBron
Made it Lee Brown
If I fail on all my shots
I

songs that ever been never spin
In heavy rotation ever again
If I don't do a song to insight millions
Or get a video done by Hype Williams
If there's

just call if you need
I don't play with my blood, I drop shit with this P
I'm boxin' them in, everything lookin' 3-D
Call how they can, now I kill

your full of beans stuff that pussy like a burrito
Then eat out that chessy shit like you were a bag of cheetos
I'm vader with the deathstar
I'll destroy

offer pussy
Bitch that shit don't excite me
Real Bay Nigga
Everything I do is Hyphy
Lying with her mouth n thumbs
Why you still typing
Word to her soul

in advance
Imma bad bitch and I'm bout my finance

I ain't with all that back and forth Williams comma Venus
I Said you is not in my orbit ho, you

screamin'
Maybe I'm dreaming
This ain't Christopher Williams
Still some MC's gotta feel one
Caps I gotta peel some
To let niggas know - that if
You fuck with

Spicy with the drip and I aint talking bout hot sauce
Nigga looking up to me they got me feeling like a top boss
I can drop a bag on a nigga get him

or not, I'm ready to bust the Glocks
Start it off with a hundred shots popped off
On God I'm done
Done done let me feen, and starve and then you eat

I'm a ride til my wheels fall off with a G
Ride with the P, 89 creep
On him like a ninja, you entered the warzone
Your home Get bombed on, like an iraqi

wrists skating like Tonya
We balling like Spike Lee
I gotta have it and stunting a habit, they wishing they could get like me
I fuck with they psyches,

pour out
I’m reminiscent of the ones that didn’t make it
Like Lee Cannon, and Christian Davis
‘Cause someday it’s
Gonna be an obituary bearing all

If I fuck with shorty don't be hating bitch just wish the best of me
Mission shots are doing drive by, I got her ass I'm spinning back
No cap I told

just pissed
You shoot like you got permission to miss
You wouldn't clap nickels by a fountain
With yo' bitch in a wish
I don't ballroom brawl
Fuck a kick

Two shots of henny
Been a while since I drunk this many
Forgive me the confidence bestowed with in me
I get wrecklace with the hecklers
Make gestures

You Don't Work, U Don't Eat

Westside Connection

Ain't a Damn Thang Changed

1991

the Lench Mob) 

"You don't work, you can't eat" 

Eiht is stepping from the city down under 
And I'm robbing more punk fools blind like Stevie Wonder

The Presidents

Animaniacs

Faboo! Collection

1995

the country picks 

D:Martin Van Buren number eight 
For a one-term shot as chief of state 

Y:William Harrisson, how do you praise 
That guy was dead in

jugged off a P cause my fam got to eat
I'm the man of the year fuck the man of the week
If that man wanna compete hit that man with that heat
I

niggas
It's all love like Wimbledon
(Ching)
Top spin I'm Serena Williams
Drop a g
Every time I be skilling it
(Woah)
Winnin' shit
I got tekkers

she keep gettin' wet 
Like every time that she hear my vocals
Pull out my chopper, I'm shootin' at you and your gang 
'Til that chopper start

Pearly Gates

Mobb Deep

Blood Money

2006

for me with her right hand on the good book
Saw shots fly by me, no, I shouldn't been trippin'
The Pulp Fiction must have been God's divine intervention

Last Dance

Tru

True

1995

reminizing about my murder friends 

but i'm proud of selling drugs 

providing my family with these dividends 

my nose bad nigga like a rock star