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nigga just in the way
Might take yo lil bitch on a date and empty the bank make it back by the end of the day
Me and you different out pockets is

The plan ain't switching
My bag is bigger
My cash is different
My man's official
I'm calming 'em down he like spraying them pistols
It ain't no

bitch, due to curiosity

It's been a long time coming from where I used to be
I don't give a fuck about your opinion, it ain't new to me
Get money easy lil

these niggaz in they feelings bout a bitch 
What they talmbout 
Pull up with them sticks 
Here I come 
This that murder shit 
Hop out looking like nuns

Things ain't the same
When you get a lil older
When I was 5 I was playing wit boulders by a teen I was stabbed in the shoulder
And I'm aiming from range

really ain't got no lil' team
I think that shit is bizarre
Everybody wanna act like they proud
But they ain't really think I'd
Make it this far
Glock make

checks
Folks only calling up me when
Their wanting the same
I feel like nothings the same
I'm sending a text on a plane (it's to Bird)
My mind on my money

a snowglobe
Take your presents, got a stick
It's like the North pole
I left them SK8-Hi's for them Margielas
And she say I'm different
But feelings for these

This is more than music
Lil't But i want yall to come on a journey with me
This is more than more its the whole truth
This what the devil and smoking

fuckin' block
You better pray, to the muthafuckin' Lord
You could live, you could die by the muthafuckin' sword
I ain't really one for talkin', I'm a man

lil bitch
Don't fuckin' push me 
Come to my city and bitch you get tooken'
I come in your crib and I eat all your cookies

Ooh clean up your couch
Clean

rappers are holding your soul for ransom
Enough to make you wanna go vegan with all the carnage
I feel dead inside like all the DJs eyes that love good

Get the F*ck Outta Here

M.O.P.

Mash Out Posse

2004

raised by G's
[Fame] Think I'mma let you disregard that?
[Will] Get the fuck outta here!
[Fame] It'll be a cold day in hell bitch
[Will] Get the fuck

as a rock
I'm the head of the table
Like Roman Reigns
Houses, cars, wealth, and businesses
All the shit that I'm gonna gain
Lead by example, my sons are

rental plates
When they wore two hundred
Eighty-eight eight balls in layman's terms
With the thirty-six by twenty-eight
OG knew I was cool back when I was

I Was Made to Love Her

Freddie McCoy

Beans and Greens

1967

I was born in Lil' Rock
Had a childhood sweetheart
We were always hand in hand
I was hightop shoes and shirt tails
Suzy was in pig tails
I know

Hell on Earth

Thug Law

Thug Life Outlawz Chapter 2

just like the bible say
But the devils playground, is where is I stay and lay
I pray for the unconsecrated tribe that never made it
I know time froze

Stop Complaining

Lyrics Born

Later That Day...

2003

on
Fucking you with your W-2, with his John Denver music on

"Hey..um.oooh, I love this one. Hey Lil? Can you get me the file on.?"
"Blah blah blah blah blah?"

the record business
Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking niggas
Ether them in interviews
Industry put lames in the game like Duncan

him how he know about me
'cause his bitch adore me
Uh, I don't want your bitch, lil' bro
She can't do nothin' for me
Every bitch come with pussy
I need

Naw i don't wanna do no verse
My nigga
Keep playing, We'll put you in the dirt
My nigga my nigga got a 45 by his shirt
My nigga
He rolling, He done

switch in that straight, nigga

We in SRTs, they can't catch up, ayy
Bro do like 160, lil' folks don't let up, ayy
Every time he do a high speed he

can tell you stole my heart lil baby
You got me on cloud 9 and when I kiss you it's like heaven baby
Always on time
Knowing that you mine
Cuz I can't

bitch I want smoke

The way im lit up in this bitch
You probably think im smoking dope

Ima get crazy
Drinkin out the bottle like a baby

You was plottin