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when you talking
Surprised by my reaction, stop playing, you know how you flown it
Is it really that shocking, Chica
You know bitches gonna hate, let

Break Away

Nines

One Foot Out

2017

faulked into music
But, mad Ps probably, I don't know
Little niggas gotta fuckin' invest their P blud
Or invest into something other than trapping
I

Commitments, hella pressure, there's enough of that as it is
Can't make the same mistakes that my daddy did
'Cah I know what the damage did
How you raise

cup so you can toast to this
I don't know bout nobody else team
But as far as mine concerned, I really feel we did the most for this
That's why we never

on a stretcher
You know we got the sauce, they need to ketchup
Walking by your doley in the street you feel the pressure
Them niggas catch you lacking, they gon

air gonna feel so good
Then I'll think "this is how it should

Be" can't you see it's a reset of you and me
Can you feel a little empathy?

Sesame Street

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

left this world by putting bullets in they head
But little Johnnie across the street
Hung hisself from his bunk-bed
Had to go to court in the mornin'

around my neck
Take this darkness for your own
You let it in our home
How can we grow in the shadow of pain
I know you heard it all before get your back

hoes
Did this by myself, I did this by my own
(Did this by my own)
(Did this by my own)

Damn, I'm sorry that you missed your chance
I'm a take your best

need you here by my side keep you close make you mine
I like when you make me your tool use me to do anything you want me to
'Cause I know that you

Guess it's time to move on
Yet it's so hard when I'm writing this song
Want you to know that you're not alone
Class of 2020 we got the best souls

I know

where you need a
Flashy car just to fit in
I never tried to make it
I was only trying living
They claimed to know math
But motherfuckers never divied
Up

got a few quid
Won't get you far when I know you're posing
Made money from a French little blender
That one me an Slip used to roll in

Used to work

boots, big Bottega (Hey)
I know that she fire, because a girl is a gun
And she gonna fire, don't play she not the one
Finna' slide by, niggas trying

align with
She ain't never had nobody teach her things that I did
No rollie on my wrist but I know it's perfect timing
Rough around the edges pressure

In the cold lyrics by Hubert Hakizimana
Yeah
It’s Kingsnation music
You fuck with my
You fuck with my feeling I know that you feel it but I’m trying

They say that im cleaver
That shity body gestures
Spicy as a pepper
My skills you can't measure
When I come up to a beat you know im gonna kill it
I will

One Call Away

Chingy

Jackpot

2003

her with a kiss on the cheek
The homeboys lookin' at me sayin', "Lil' Howard, you weak"
But you know how that go, what I got they want
What I got I

know
How the hell do you even know who I am
My little shot of espresso
In love?
Yeah, I guess so there's a glitch
Just let me know
Or just let me go
I

time
You know she always at the front of that conga line
And they all follow, watch her go
A little bit of dip, little do-si-do
Always a little bit

you overbook
And you overlook
What’s left of mine
Does anyone know?
Where we going? Where the days have gone?
Where did we all spent it on?
Does anyone

I'll tell ya a little story of times that passed
Hatin' life when I knew it wouldn't last
Getting on by one day at a time
There ain't a day when Im

Nigga like me tried to fix it up
And I gave you lot more than a little loving, hey oh
Cutie pie (cutie pie)
Showed you how to roll doobies' now (doobies'

on the sleeve

Don't be ashamed, no
Because you know that your feelings are real
You wear your heart on the sleeve

(...)

Little by little, step by step
Day by