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When it come to head, that hoe better than Super
I'm gone

Wait, I think I'm made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this

motherfuckn die nigga
Shoot it out John Wayne, bang bang, gun play gun play
Broad day anytime of the day I'll let the AK SPRAY

I'ma always get money, nigga I

when 
X2

This the foundation
This that underground sound station 
Where I found patience 
It’s ground breaking 
I don’t down play shit 
I don’t surround

out[00:53.78]With the bass drum ima play it loud[00:55.75]Know we rollin dank and Ima smoke a pound[00:57.60]Let me chief the blunt then ima bust it down[01:00.72]You

let's be honest
What if Edgar J hoover
Ain't dismantle the Panthers?
What if Pac had braids
What if police wore bandanas?
What if 50 Cent beat Kanye in

with me?
Lets put this shit away right now
No politic this ain't White House
Be careful don't play with your life now
This shit ain't no problem for me

Get money fuck bitches
Know I say that shit like every song
My brothers, my niggas, know I'm with them whether right or wrong
These niggas dying fast

a rock hard beef and cheese pie

So I grab my shit and walk on up to the counter
And I say 'just that thanks mate'
He says to me 'any fuel?'
I say 'nah

Dogg Pound, LA zuu
Shit ain't even real no more
(Ain't nothing stop, don't stop
That's for damn sure)
Holla at my homie Pac and shit
(I heard 2Pac fucked

situation but you 
Just wanna label it
You're asking where we're going 
I can't play you around but you 
Know that I can't commit

She got a glisten in her

out the mix
Oh you coming like that Well I'm coming like this bang
Let me get this bitch started
About to go dumb like I'm Gucci retarded
I drip

Ball so hard you on the blenchers
You can't play a playa, playa
On my playa playa playa shit
Said that players club don't pay enough, she on some other

never speak my rights
I can’t see my daughter by I FaceTime shorty everyday and night
Tired of being caught up in my past shit that I don’t like 
I was

don't jump when it dangle
The shit that I've seen you'd be surprised
I can't even blink my eyes on the prize
My area bubbling we on the rise
Top

On dat bat shit (Murder dat)
Murder dat (Nigga can't play me)
Murder dat (Let's go)
Murder dat(Bat)
Murder dat
Murder dat
Murder dat
I just got a big

them dirty ass vans that I can't fit
See imma always stay the same and ian gone change shit
Never switch up on my fucking brothers that's that lame shit

rapping is ass
Shit I don't need a courteous pass To be that rash
 I never thought the USA could BE this mad
Judging by the people that they're putting up

back and forth with me, not adding up, like abacus
Thought that I could be 50 Cent, but can’t get 'half a buck'//
"do a nigga have, what it takes to be

Yeah' like Mr Windle
Shit, they tell me that I'm
Spitting like an old fool
These little kids think 50-Cent is old-school
They try to question my

Joints & Jam

The Black Eyed Peas

Aggronation

2000

Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom 

[Chorus:] 
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's

year old lil cougar bih be pulling in her weight
40k lil play that some cool lil shit
You ain't solitaire yo chain where yo jeweler at
Just Like Kanye in

Drop the top and told that bitch, "You know you cannot fuck with me"
And you know I let that shit be known, play you get swiss cheese
Know that I'm

to punt
Let's kick it
Shit
I'm in the VIP getting twisted
Fucking your bitch 'til the dick limp
Hit up 50 Cent on my pimp shit
I never quit your a simp

Slick ain gonna let up
Boom ain gonna let up
You know what I'm saying
Why would we
Cause that real chicken
That organic chicken
Know what I'm saying