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by gasoline
Swerving down the underground
We been quiet
But we making waves
Matter fact
Loose cannon
With that Ruger
Born to shoot-off
.45
Gon' remain

evil's still around
Then it's no time for an eagle eye to be obtained by this human body of mine
Used to pray every night just to see the sun shine
But

Seems like everything that I do is wrong
Every step is like fifty back and my peace of mind is just nonexistent
Oftentimes when I'm out in public I

over by that tree just as calm as could be
About fifty yards away
Well I pulled the trigger but on account of buck fever
My bullet went astray!
I pulled

running through these thoughts man my love is amplified, now we all celebrating life outside we ain’t worried about time, who the real ones standing my by

fresh
As they wanna be 1 time for my squad fam
RIP big Boo, Lil Cor and Lil Sam
2 left by the gun, and 1 in a wreck
I been through both situations and
I

somethin'
By 10:45, I be done popped out with a book or somethin'
It's 11:00 now, I'm fresh and I done made a fifty
I fuck around and go to day shift just

Move Around

Mannie Fresh

The Source: Fat Tape, Vol. 1

2006

[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen (Buh buh buh buh bip)
I have a special guest gangsta (Buh buh buh buh bip)
Back for the first time ya heard

Ya'll Ain't Makin' No Money

Webbie

Savage Life 2 [Clean]

2008

Stopped by the shop, got a new fade, gotta thank god for (?)
Straight to the hood to see some new cake
Aye that crown will mess with my shake
No matter

him
You can run and hide, but in
A matter of time, oh, i'll get him
And the first sight of him
I'll put that light on him
And every red dot is gon'
Turn

scraped up enough, barely enough to get by
and we bought that land when Old Harold retired
you wore those brown military shoes
married in fifty-two
you

you standing by my side
Let’s mess around get married
While we in Sin City
The wedding theme is Shaft
And I’m feeling like Big Willy
You look like Nia

It was four fifty for the zip though
Four fizzy by the hip close
U hear it guaranteed ya get low (wait)
A shot could knock down a hippo
I'm from

Pussy on his dash
Gonna make a mess
All on his mustache

Never hailed a Tiffy
But rubbin' on his stiffy
For a buck fifty
Cryin' in ya sweet tea
Yes, I'm

It's fucking fire
It's fucking fire

Gettin litty in the city all the bitches fuckin wit me
Make it rain on her titties ima throw a couple 50's
Really

drip and i flex
I finesse
Diamonds on my neck they by vvvs
I got pneumonia i need a check up
Bad bitch on me, give that neck up
She wanna fuck cause I’m

at least a 9
With time to come and dine and get nasty with some bottles of wine
Listen do you like red or white?
I like the red while in my bed that barefoot

Just talked the G50 he said he going be home by next year
I just had the let my dawg know
That I’m always here
Fuck them niggas who disappeared
It

There ain't nothing to find looking for people to blame
So blame it all on the times
Wouldnt dare tell the people that Democracy's a lie
All your freedom

another body with
A Skull that I'll Krunch
I know when Duty is Callin'
I'll be comin' in clutch
I felt the Fifty Cal slap
And got nostalgic at once
Because

the songs hit deep
Cause suddenly you're fifty falling asleep
With rotten teeth, its time to put in that leap
See me i'm crunching my numbers like i'm captain

In 08' Satoshi changed the world
Brilliant methodic man or girl
Anonymous it doesn't really matter
It's nearly a trillion dollars and counting higher

Send me fifty bucks it's like the Real stuff doesn't to matter you
I wish you would have paid more Yeah attention
All of this time has gone by oh did I

Man, if I got an issue with niggas
I'll prolly pop out wit that glizzy and shoot it like nine times
I been all in the trap, man, it's grind time