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want smoke, you can have it, that's cool (yeah)
For the love of the money, what would you do? (What would you do?)
For the love of the money, would you

of social media
Don’t want to spread the truth to come out like a encyclopedia
Wonder why I make love songs when I have love for myself
I know that I’m single

bringin' out grace
Say, fuck it, let's go out to space

I'm addicted to you, I think I got laced
By love, I'm trappin', but I ain't no thug
I'm a nigga

My Summer Vacation

Ice Cube

Greatest Hits [Clean]

2001

and talkin that gang fuss 

Giving up much love 
Dyin for a street, that they ain't even heard of 
But other motherf***ers want to stand strong 
So you

My Summer Vacation

Ice Cube

Death Certificate

1991

And some of them are even lookin' up to us 
Wearing our colors and talkin' that gang fuss 
Giving up much love 
Dyin' for a street, that they ain't even

talking trash and they all sound dumb
But imma just cool and relax mums

Elegant step with a elegant gang
All I need is prayers for these devilish fans

It's a kickback come hang with us
It ain't nobody but gang with us
Tell a friend bring a friend ain't no thing to us
Stay the night you can leave

been flyin high, gettin by
Tryna ice my chain (My chain)
Cause everything's good (It's good, yeah)
Everything's great when you runnin with the gang (Yeah

fucked it up and proceeded to
I've cheated the system and beat the rules
So now I'm
Feeling lost in the sea
All alone in my head
Got the phone by the bed

it Aquafina
See one bitch is cool, and the others a diva
they all down to slide cuz the like my demeanor
She stay by my side, pussy pop like my nina

Aye aye aye
Mama said
"Eat your veggies and pay attention in school"
But all the kids want is junk food
Tripping acting a fool
You ain't cool you

shit
Pull over, my niggas, they dump shit NBA when I'm on, that red rum shit
Don't just stand by my truck on that dumb shit Don't you run, cause my

I knew i shouldn't have to trust with my heart
I should've listened to my gut it was right from the start
Now i'm scared of love cause it tore me

the bench and I turned into a star
I'm a baller
Anywhere I go with my gang, they know who we are
I'm a baller

Solitary stones, my ring ain't got no

with the gang, and I don't even bang but nigga I'm booling
If I had to pick between a Moncler or go find me some love, what you think I'm choosing

I been blowing cookie by the 8th
Lately I just take it to the face
Got me thinking everybody fake
I’m feeling like everybody hate
I been the shit

Hledáš pravdu
Měl by si hledat sám sebe
Sem Nightgoer
Vidim co jiný ne ve tmě
Vidim Skyerne
Když se dívám na nebe
Vidím jak moc
Těm lidem kolem mě

Yeah
Why you always in a mood?
Fuckin 'round, actin' brand new
I ain't tryna tell you what to do
But try to play it cool
Baby, I ain't playing by

It's all luv yeah yeah

Friday night, late June, sittin' by the fire with a lake view
Eyes Lock- Through the smoke, burnin' hot, flame blue
You

I lost my cool again
Move with some hooligans
It be like two of them
I need a bag just to do some influencing
These rappers wack, it was lit til y’all

Why you always in a mood? Fuckin’ ’round, actin’ brand new
I ain’t tryna tell you what to do, but try to play it cool
Baby, I ain’t playing by your

All a nigga need is a night and you won't go home
I don't really know if she the love of your life
but she keep hittin my phone
That lil pussy ain't

My love, my love
My love yea yea
Do Do Do Do
My love
My love
My love my love
Gyb
My love, my love
White doves, white doves
They broke your heart, oh

Hit Me (BBM Me) If You Miss Me

Baby Bash

Bashtown

2011

up by picture mails
I hit you back with somethin' cool, make you feel me like some braille
I'm on my humble hustle
Tryin' to stack a gang of Ruffles