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bucks, i split my plate of food

Brodie aint got no screws, one false move, he facing u
Me n lil bro, we was by ourselves, it wasnt no space for two

These kids outta jobs bitch I been a boss
Should be bleachers how I givin them seizures so a hoe could sit and watch
Im leechin for it like the shits that

these hands if you on't catch these lyrics
And I might be badder then when mic did thriller
Beat it up Tyson with the hits lil' nigga
Coming to ma table

about helping each other
Day by day
For if not
I ask you this

What are we standing for
If we let the innocent fall
They trust in us
When their backs

Is this another love race
Won't you show me how your love tastes
I've been falling hard, way too hard
And I can't seem to help it when you laugh this

'm unfazed so I'm really unbothered
I regret it but never said sorry
Let's tell you a bit bout my story
I'm real different
You can't tell by my aura
I grew up

Cause I ain't got shit up on my plate, yeah
Baby I know that I told you I got you
Just gimme some time please wait, cause
I cannot go on without you
I

bitch! (Hoe.)

How do I say it in words? That you're the worst
If me or him were hurt, who would you choose first?
Your loyalties a joke, and that really

these bitches
Cause they will break you
Mane these niggas better know
That I'm far from a hoe
If a nigga want smoke
Hit em with the .44
For my foes like

Because we used chime 

I once had a heart 

And this bitch came in
And she ripped it apart 

I should fucking treated you 
Like a hoe from the start

I can tell by the way that you're looking at me
You tell me I'm the best, you love how I impress you
Future looks so bright like a marquise
In my

overstanding this shit.  Yall niggas know I been rapping,  he already made it, the fuck is you playing his shit. Soon as they turn on the radio they hear lil

his big bro do

Having dreams of getting that fine, putting the nigga on the news
Big bro waking up by the seat, like, lil' bro, can you hide the tube

dollar bills yea I throw it
Ay my heart got broke can you sew it
You ain't getting no money lil buddy pipe down
Who really wanna see who's up now
This

my blunt
We gon' write the 6 to hold me down on my wine
I'm just tryna play a song in the flowers pedals
Take rips from the bong on the beach hoe
I

Guestlist

The Pharcyde

Plain Rap

2000

list is closed
Yo homie I cant handle that
Man I got like forty bucks
And I could hook you up with a lil' weed
Aight kick it up twenty mo'
Man we

went
So many years took away by a weapon
So many kings took away by a peasant
I could be next it leave me guessing
Worlds breaking down look by

to get their weight up 
Texting me at night and tell me wake up
You still love lil' shorty I won't hate cause
I know I still got it with no make up 
Tell

Who you know rapping like this
You can tell I'm cooking by the flick of my wrist
I used to run the city in the 919. More money, more woes, Now I

Had a dream so lucid I could do anything
Had a dream so lucid I could do anything
Had a dream so lucid I could do anything
But I chose to hold ya by

christmas
Till I pop out the gift and take ya whole charisma
Yeah I tried being nice but it seems worse
I could put a hundred of you rappers on a tee shirt

could you please leave me alone

Told my dawg don't even trip he told me "it is what it is"
I told him "long as you move neat then put your heart up in

But I move with a mensch's behavior
Look what Jimmy just gave ya
A lil yiddish talk
Black hebrews are major
You had to hit up google
Yeah I know
Sorry I

when I slide right by
And I love you too baby
I’m not really into making statements
But every time you rock that body imma say this
I love it when you