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Whats up on yo' mind now 

I just wanna find out

Already know i'm bout it baby damn you looking fine now

That my old flame you don't gotta worry about

I could keep yo body in a good place
Bad bitch nice waist good face
They say you gotta wait for the good things
And trust me now this is a good thing

do it again
I tell dem killers go and pounce they'll go get you and yo friend
We selling dope by ounce come get you a pinch
Do em like the slaves in

Nigga Shit

E-40

Loyalty and Betrayal

2000

matter what you say nigga, long as you pay nigga
I figure - you want it bad enough, you gon' take yo' shit
A steel toe mack down to break yo' bitch

Figure
Don't even wear yo strap if you
Ain't ready to die nigga
My attitude like fuck it middle
Finger towards the public
Bringing buckets to all my

over them prices
H-to-the-K, equipped with the silence
Leave you leakin' outta yo sinuses
Dead presidents got niggas evil
Til' it kill you with

else
(Nobody)
Baby, we ain't gotta tell nobody (Oh yeah)
But you ain't my boyfriend
And I ain't your girlfriend
But you don't want me to touch nobody

give you everythin' that you need 
And everythin' you please 
Won't stop, no, I'm adorin' ya
Gotta keep a Glock on my waist
I ain't trippin' know I

a star, I can tell by how you plan it
Ima get a check, I'm tryna spend it all
Aye, We can hang together like suspenders, aww
Touchdown in Florida, no

getting takin (mine)
If you a broke nigga get your money and start saving 
Now I’m getting money i ain’t gotta tell you how much I’m making (hahaha)
But

You Bitches names ain't shaking no Boots or ringing a bell
FunDip the biggest and all the bitches Could tell
Proof
I'm det bitch I got the juice
I got

Contract

Jazze Pha

Crunk Juice

2004

sippin on no chaser, that's what we tell the waiter
You goddamn right, I'm a motherfucker player
So tell me how you want it
You riding? Get up on it
I

and make the connection real
I'm tryna feel the feelin' of somethin' real
Yo presence would be a blessin'
Ain't tryna go by myself
We can sail to the hills

Baby bring it here
It's some shit I gotta tell you in your ear
Ain't a secret but it's crucial that I make it clear
Got you leakin I'm just speakin

Keep yo Head up don't let this shit take yo pride nook
Forever my brother these other niggas tell lies nook 
Know it's all love you know I'm down to ride

Through Your Head

Maya Angelou

Streetsweeper, Vol. 2: The Pain from the Game

2004

move with a click that's wreckless
And they ain't got no problem spraying your ass, like disinfectant
So if I feel disrespected, I promise you family

myself lately
I don't know what you want me to be


Yo come on look back right quick
You know I'm coo and got fashion sense 
I ain't kick it with foos got

'm already hot
I aint gotta tell you you aint shit cause you already not
Blessed to stay wet and get money got that fetty wap
Jeff behind the beat we bout

skip the foreplay
I’m yo sexual slave
You gon’ have it yo’ way
Lil’ mama, you slay
Give a fuck what they say
You ain’t gotta go, you got permission

/
Thought I seen durk perk You should seen what put on his shirt /
308 dez bih brust /Fuck it ima go Frist /
Tidy due do nigga nigga worse /Tell dat

anytime that I felt like I missed you
I was shot by cupid guess that nigga missed you
And you thought going halfway was meeting in the middle
That's why

Life, letter by letter
You wanna go to heaven or hell, you tell me
Heaven or hell, heaven or hell
You wanna go to heaven or hell, can you tell me
Heaven

from everyone that is crowding up this room
I won't tell you another lie
If I don't tell the truth what the fuck I'm 'posed to do
Guess I gotta be set

like the cops
Stop askin', I ain't in the mood
Stop askin', ain't tryna be rude
Stop rappin', this shit ain't for you
Stop flaggin', get put on the news