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man ya don’t know It is a dirty season a little boy for run away iyahahahaa Yeah! Mu Buzima G mix Badox Black box, G Battalion crew Celebrity music,
way back college boy asked to a high school dance couldn't wait, but my date was in my friend's pants. didn't know what to do, mc feelin blue, til my
boy, live on 11th floor Head out my window Wonder what I'm livin' for Knock on my door what's in store It's my buddy "Bucks" With the rabbit ear pockets
everywhere burst two seconds Yay yay yay Them nor want make I taste the money But oluwa give me testimony I count my blessing One by one See all the things wey
Mama beat me up for it By nineteen I swear to God I had the illest bars Guillotine flow I could take on a whole Boulevard Twenty was effin crazy man I
Got like 50 hanging out this Glock, I bet I hit his top, don't got no chops Boy, you better stop, you know I keep that mop, you wanna die 762, get
bliss Heel hell holy hunks Soulless soul singer Mindless, dreamless Every field success stories Star in thrillers not by boredom Two thumb tap
bruno mars I catch a hand grenade you Talk about life i was made for you You only live once but it's made for two I even started to pray for you I just
revitalized, Psych! But now folks wanna act stupid with me Saying I'm fake because I grew too quickly Used to live in a world defined by pride But now I'm Dwayne
and let you in Just a youngin tryina win Only thinking bout the sin Down to drown in the pussy Sink or swim 2 sides to a fib 2 face niggas live In a room
Nicker Two Nicker Three Nicker Five Nicker Boys don dey Ball How dem feel like woooo
planned right up to the day before with the boys. Everything's going to work out fine, right? But no. My wife was into labor two weeks early. I'll never
Diddy I'm lit, that's why she got my name on her titty I'm plug, I ran through hella grams in this city You told, boy, you ain't no star, you a witness
This is marriage cuz ('cause) They put two Crips in the ring But for B, Blood is gonna pour The hood real, they would (wood) kill, no term might
eyes vermillion… Only real ones round me, your crew full of damn reptilians… Aye, switching the vibe, I gotta live before I can die… I got a fam, I
to you I live by the rule, had a vision or two, formed up a crew, put my mind on the true I focus, pay attention to my vocals, known world wide, even
pop a round up out my clip Cuz if your fucking with a fool that means your fucking with his tool And that’s sum shit I live my life by they don't teach
heard some folks done slipped away these streets is greasy Killed by opps or the cops or taken to the precinct That get me hot, man on fire, man I feel
lives, you could listen Time travelling, by sampling voices with it Skipping class fast, pen in hand leaving no margins In the Rose Garden listening
it,I like it If you bite then we know it, that's crime Ignite it, live by it Black boy pass me that shine I'm the rule I don't like no rules Fuck
me I'm crew connected Like chain link fence is Never step to the throne With false pretenses Rolled with 2 Dope Kings Since I rose from the prince Now
Hook It’s the big time bby Doin it big Over spending that’s how we do Big spending bby enjoying our lives going out doing wat we want Mingling
no need to run it back One rule Ima live by till the grave, never double back Best she ever had, I hit it once, she my lil running back She coming back
invested, bitch get back in line Loving the shit and you know it, I'm peeping the flow I live what I spit and I kill it, I kill it like Ghost We bumping
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