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athletes 
Hid from the scene when beef got crashy 
I'm in the backseat by my rambo savy 
It's south ting teling me that I'm Anti 
But man don't care I leave

together
Gave her the d**k, and she made me her header
She told me Oke, we belong together
She said she'll kill me I find someone better
But shorty don't

starvin'
Pac is gone and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage
I wanna know what's going on, like I hear Marvin
No schoolbooks, they used that wood

or Real Dopes Whats really Real I'm in the kitchen everyday trying to chef a meal uphill the climb rough but I still maneuver well where you eat what you

la la, la la la
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
La la la la la, la la
I feel it coming, ilanga lam'
Still remember days
O vuka ek'seni
Uyo phandi iplate
Ukhwela

nut
We posed to be friends, but you still tryna fuck
Your man's a lil' bitch get hit in his gut

I'm clutching my pole, then pop out the cut
Just like

and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily,

it's hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
Oh Lord, I be speaking it right
But it's hard to believe that people still believe

came up in hotboxes so this shit don’t even fuck with my vision
20/20 I see it
2020 Still mine, believe it
Lost some niggas and that really made me get

go far)
Sometimes I still call his phone, sometimes I still go to text him (oh my God)
He was lackin' by the opps, I can't believe that they nixed

They running and running
Ha ha ha ha ha
My name don't got to be Ringo
To be a Starr
U ever spit uh verse in the back of a Cop car
Well I have
I was

god)
He was lackin' by the ops, I can't believe that they next'd him (yuh)
I was standing by the ops, I had 30 in my weapon (flah)
I was standing by

It was Brenda, Felicia, Keisha, Iesha
All of dem broke my heart, now I'm the teacher
All of dem played that part on why I'm beat up
Don't wanna

getting a plate so bring it on

Ayo I'm humble and calm but
I still rumble and bum
Any fugase lazy rapper I crumble on my palm
They play rules, and they can

opponent
Wannabe competition, can't stop me when I'm zoning
Solar flares when I spit, woke up blind from their slumber
Still strike fear, and I ain't even

her

Oh my God, I can't believe I used to tell her that I loved her
She be bad girl, my ex even two brothers
Busy get me off this track, cus even

Hate It or Love It

The Singing Machine

Karaoke: Top Hits, Vol. 1 [Singing MacHine]

2005

gone and Brenda still throwin' babies in the garbage
I wanna know "What's Goin' On" like I hear Marvin
No schoolbooks, they used that wood to build

Contract

Jazze Pha

Crunk Juice

2004

bitch
It's a lifetime, bitch of ho crime, believe that ho you know what I'm talking about
Yeah, bitch you know what I'm talking about
Don coochie hole

The thought of having a child is crazy
But I could never go "Brenda’s Having A Baby"
Reality will never hit harder
Then it will when I find out
That

mind and your heart will always divided
One will tell you stop by the other tries to fight it 
What will make you cry while the other makes you scream

where i sleep, now give me my key

[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with

Rap Like Me

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House [Clean]

1990

fake
And as the days go by, you can?t forget
The way I make you feel like shit
Mc?s like you, I?ve seen ?em before
You keep on saying "f**k too

em'
Back to Benning Road
Strippa bitches in my kitchen with
The semi's on the floor
All I know I want him dead by tonight
With his head in his lap

Yea, i believe in god
But them hoes make me sin tho
Ill get Ahiyah Then you my hebrew credo
Just dig your own grave
Ahuh
Its a Steep hole
Putha
i speak