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The Game told you what the play was
So it don't matter what you say, cuz
Say Blood, these niggas livin' what they die by
You out here playin' while these

the weed, let it take its course
Cut the fat, go straight to the source

Life's more free when you don't force things
Eyes closed, my futures what I foresee

on the scene, it's Whitty
Ass so fat it's busting out the seams
I keep a fresh white T they call me Mr. Clean
My reality foreal is the shit that you dream
I go by

the beach you bitch (Hm)
You're a TV you bitch
A click will turn you ghost, don't be so serviette, my scissor hands, I'm on Tim Burton shit
Sometimes it's

the truth
All of them right by you
Talk the talk talk the talk
I think it's time that we do the do
Do the do
Do the do, do the do
Do the do, do the do
No

[B.G.]
I'm a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.
Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I

load on her face like you do on red days
Use rubber on your cock if you just wanna rock!
Don't enter brown gates or you can get AIDS

Listen up gays even

I cook
I got my girl by my side so don't give me no looks
I got em shook for real
Read that Good Book for real
I say how it look for real
I pray

you down worry about the money I'm getting
Or how I spend it
You better off minding your own business
My pockets get fat hell yeah they don't like doing

it's fat i swear it got me  outta space

Everything was perfect when
When I looked her  in the face
Baby girl you know me
That he cannot take my place

is on YouTube
So everything that we be sayin
Can be played again for you
It's easy enough to do
This the wrong crew that you stepped to
Fuck all ya

are overboarded but we are still alive
You are just an asshole for the rest of your fucking life

Joey Buttafucko, do the gene pool a big service
By

I gotta pour up
Stare and look at chu face
They don't kno what to do bout it
Her booty juicy I'm loving the way
That she shake it
Can barley fit by

bout it please don’t bring the ones don’t do shit
And I'ma bring the lane you gone regret if you don’t choose this
If she wink she fucked mouthpiece sick

Let me get right to it
Brought that gas
I don't leak no fluid
Talk that jazz And I speak so fluent
Melt that beat Bitch I might fondue it
This is

gang do
Did your gang sell dope and murder some dude

Sip gin with no juice, I don't rap with auto tune
Masha kaba ni ga shaga taw ai ,zim sha nga yu

I mean it just happened
It’s quarantine vibes by Jdaye
We in hard times
But we gotta make a way
I ain’t even plan this
All I do is work
Look
I gotta

that so I'm an asshole
I gamble with a lot of ammo
I just laugh like a fat joke
I'm a little like Castro
But I do have soul
Will I sell it, for the fame

though
Choppa knock the fat right off that nigga
Like it's lipo
I don't do no drugs, my bitch in here high as a kite, though
He a little internet gangsta,

Joe like it's Frazier
They don't mess with the vapors
Get outta pocket boy you might just catch your ass in the paper
Play it safe when you're skating

just like a scorpion do
If a demon get gregarious, my lil' Harriet don't do what accordions do
Ooh, that means fold, I was told by the G's of old (what

putting my bros in it 
Grew up with that Crack ain't no drugs just Fat Joe with it 
Wonder why this rap shit so good i'm putting my- 
Damn man son

gettin' banned that's bogus, bogus, UK charts just showed us
Do it like Russ or Fat Joe, lean back and let that blow
Still get life from the AR rambz, so

Tha Problem

Cassidy

Split Personality

2004

Busta, Nore, Swizz or nobody
If it ain't Drag, Kim or Fat Joe
I could care less if a cat gotta lay on his back, yo
So, I don't owe y'all niggaz
And y'all