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Jugging at home like Milhouse
Trying to get the mill how
Need a little window on my teeth not grilled out
Got to get the field green
Grinding now the field

Hey little baby you act like I'm crazy
Walking around in my sleep
Well if I knew it why on earth would I do it
I've other appointments to keep in my

media thuggin'
That thumper gon' knock ya off
Flick out my dick then I go
And I dump in her
I love the bitch now I decided to buckle-up
How y'all saying

with the devil just
To get my dick sucked
By six different bitches watch 'em switch up
Triple six lynches, tie the rope up
Abusin' narcotics because my

and squeeze it (bop, graap, braap)
Grap, brap
Off the earth, man, delete him (mad)

Ain't no favors, you'll get erased
Nobody can't save ya' from this

Don't hate

Royce da 5'9"

Der Beste Tag Meines Lebens

2002

a threat that's growin with ya, step from the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse me with

reminiscin' bout the rest
And, how they less than, trying to come between what we share
Can't compare, could have been left
But when it's mine, I never

P.I.M.P.

Brian Bart

Tribute to 50 Cent

2003

and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in

I Like It, I Love It

Lyrics Born

Everywhere at Once

2008

talk let them talk, how I feel won't change,
Top notch!
Baby girl you're of the charts and when God made you ya know he made a work of art,
Wanna be

the black Pamela Anderson, Barb Wire or similar
crisp, like a gold plated dessert eagle she dealt with ya
sky's the limit, a lady thug underneath
watch all

need ya 
This is just me in my world surviving, providing the beats to my own drum 
Yeah, damn right I'ma beat it like a pop king.  
See how I'm talking?

First let me check my calendar
Why you always acting up
Playing games
Heart, my soul, my brain 
How you say we not the same
Hear what you be saying, its

damn
I’m not sorry to get vulgar
I’m losin’ all the fucks I have to give as I get older
How I make an album just by cleaning out a folder?
I hope to go

I get it. You got it tho
Man I dead it soon as it get to my head like a follicle
I got two tone finesse. Baby like how I dress
It’s a little bit

a sequel
Nighas love backwards
It's so evil
Poor little kids turned into a profit
And prophesied how to get
The paper in they pocket
Any negativity
Really

Discuss ya philosophies on how to get this damn cream
We tryna finesse the universe just to manifest our dream
But the news got you confused they tryna

nigga, don't get it fucked up
36 O's, still do the front tuck
How could you ever think that
Rap had me pumped up
When that powder white come
In by

never trust
I could not be manipulated by the media
When Rupert Murdoch's participating
And deceivin' ya
It's what I don't see that worries me
It's what I

more to do I ain't Through
Watch how I move
Soon I'll be on top all by myself
I don't need fake truths
Yeah
I can see through the Fu
You ain't real you

to cause so much tension
Now listen, now listen, let me teach y'all a lesson

Some choose to have no ears, ya hear?
Got their own little problems, caught up

and
Nigga you scoring
Go head
Put a ring on my finger
My ex's will tell ya
I'll rock it
Then give you the finger
All of my niggas is fresh
Trust
All of my

snapping
Getting money from trapping
A little bit clueless to how this all happened
They say a minute definite be re-arranging the game
Cold-quitter sinner

Sucker

O.G. Style

I Know How to Play 'Em!

have to)
I prefer a limo cause it grabs you (cause it grabs you)
Thinkin I'm blind I'm lookin at you (I see ya)
Holdin on my record like a statue

Nah
Your about to hear an album
Made by someone
That's got absolutely no musical talent
Get ready
Yeah the fuck do you want man?
The albums finished