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neighborhood
Not bad meanin' bad but bad meanin' good
Time flies by with the boomin' system
Shot by my head, I popped back and I missed 'em
So I kept

Mafia Music 3

Sizzla

Mastermind [Clean]

2014

GABOS, game ain't based on sympathy
So he put a hit on his cousin at 18
A sweet potato pie, oh me, oh my
Showing no remorse watching the others cry

Mafia Music III

Sizzla

Mastermind

2014

GABOS, game ain't based on sympathy
So he put a hit on his cousin at 18
A sweet potato pie, oh me, oh my
Showing no remorse watching the others cry
Heroin

in the ditch
Just like I'm Spartacus
I know if Nick can see us now
He would be proud of us

Me and niggas done hit the scene
We tryna get litty
We

drop and roll
Nick ain't gotta put on my kit
Bitch, he got his own
Take a shower, then I put on that shit

I keep buyin' CHROME
Ride by his crib, he not

by self-contradiction:
One moment
Green is claiming that "softening" his
Vocal style was his idea
The next he’s giving Willie
Mitchell the credit

Back in the battlefield they say that he's mad for real for real
Giving him bags of pills how do you think that the master feels for real for real

ever been stole from by the only nigga that you trust 
It's hard 
They sat my lil nigga down he 15 when he busted at the laws 
But it crazy tho I was 15

Ol Dirty's Back

Ol' Dirty Bastard

In Memory Of, Vol. 3

2007

saying? 
I got the East coast locked the fuck down (he taking over, that's his shit)
Know what I'm saying? 
Hear my shit, nigga (Brooklyn Zu, Brooklyn

what I like nobody stop that’s so nice
Then a rocking in a fucking trip
Rocking in a fucking trip
Rocking with you and me and they and he and she and we

sure you hear it
I once was blind, but now I see
in the nick of time, he saved me
Respect to all my real heads
Who hustle till the morn' till it's time

tries to put me down
He even tries to put a silence on my sound (Put a silence on my sound)
But I'll never back down
'Cause I know my God is real
And my

Jungle

Freeway

Diamond in the Ruff

move it by the bundle
My hood push birds like Alfred Hitchcock
Make work flip-flop, move it by the nick drop

Don't know how you do this, how we do

cue the violins for the losers amused by their egos
their super bowl ring is being re-pulled

Nick Javas

And it was right there but now it lives in

clutchin' is AR's and 9's
Free A1 cuz he still doin' time!
I do this shit for real (Real)
Bitch I got money, ain't signin' no deal
My niggas ready, they

tinted
These fake rappers gettin by with
These hell of a gimmicks
They act like it's all love
Only love is your money
So when it's over, are you a thug

Milton

C.W. McCall

C.W. McCall and Co.

1979

your wives!"

[Choir; in sorta of "Bringing In The Sheaves" way]
Shall we gather at the airport?

He'd always arrive in the nick a' time
A good five

never touching my hands
So up in this game, boy why in the fuck would I need an advance
Let's take a ride, I'm hitting the road, he
Tryna get high, but

Nick Cannon, ayy, ayy (pow, pow)
Let's go, Brandon
Pandemic ain't real, they just planned it, ayy, ayy (they just planned it)
Let's go, Brandon
You

I Spy

Krept & Konan

I Spy

on the socials, real life, they don't want problems (pussies)
How many times have my bredrin left flat like he works in Foxtons 

Live in the flesh, I don't know

aint enough for me
Im by my self dont need company
I dont think these bitches could fuck with me
Im out side when they not
If its real beef baby we can

back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was

So the next time you say you love me 
Please look in my eyes 
So I can tell if its real love 
To separate lies 
Cuz I don't want to be your son 
If you

to leave da hood
Soon to realised he couldn't do It on his own
Took his God given gift and Placed it with his blood
But with him by his side he felt More