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Everyday

G. Dep

Child of the Ghetto

2001

the shit is intense
and all you got up in your pocket is lint, you get the hint?
I had a cigarette for breakfast, just for beginners
Cried for my lunch

You Gotta Stop

M-Boogie

Independents' Finest, Vol. 3

2002

is the booty call, don't be jealous
And don't pretend like you haven't done the same thing
Get with the same ring on your phone after you broke up

Fuckin Wit a Psycho

X-Raided

Psycho Active

sisqo, or 'cause I'm insane
Brotha Lynch's been through the same thing though
But X-raided can be tripping over no hoe

So I got my 9 I was stressing
Trew

the gas and it go vroom
Think there's a monster in here too

Monsters all up in my head
See em when I go to rest
They just wanna play with me no Mike

no high 
Big truck pulled up it ain't ride by 
Flee jumped out 
He was mad fly 
The type of nigga you could never ever walk up on 
But walk to me super

It was me and Beezy B we was packing up
If these Niggas want smoke ain't no backing up
Subtract a nigga whole head if shit ain't adding up
When I was

you bitches could warm up
At Chinaman gay little restaurant
I welcome you to here with my balls out
So come and eat my little eggroll now

Yeah, come in

you bitches could warm up
At Chinaman gay little restaurant
I welcome you to here with my balls out
So come and eat my little eggroll now

Yeah, come in

and you know I smoke it up
We be in and out them AMGs, drivin' like they Stolos
They know we really havin' motion Feds got the photos
They worry about no

a skeptic up out of
My name I'm the same when the cameras off
Action back at it lights flashing the cameras are on
I be fresh don't be dressed in no hand me

I woke up today
Feeling the same old way
Oh Lord, I just sat there
As the day did glide away

By dark, all too aware
I went outside to get some air
I

yet safe to say im posed to win
I just pray I get to ball wit all my dawgs before the end
Im the one that sacrifice myself so we can get the win

I

3 Strikes Ya' Out

King Tee

IV Life

1995

way for me
You don't get paid just for bein o.g.
We've been had, we've been tricked, we've been played
Right when we, went left, for what? we shoulda

to the pack
I can smoke on that ten it won't come back
Bitch I went to the pin I ain't goin' back
I speak up when I say it I mean that
It's some niggas that

applauding
No shell be adoring
Wanting more how appauling
Yeah she loves my music
Noaksey hurry up and do it
We can do the tulisa new clip
All this new sht

act just like that app
I hear a beat all I know is snap
It's been a minute since I went back tapped
Heard the beat right in I tap

Pass the Alkaline

on my dick and you went and go kiss her
25 bands we not the same
Hopping out of the Bentley mussaine
All of my diamonds they glistening on gang
You reach

just blowin smoke
And come to find you wasnt high at all
Shit was reggie
Only be the jersey bitch remember that
2017 I took the crown and they

of plans
And our blueprints
Lead us to find what's within
Smoking street fighter
I just Hadouken
Smoke hit my lungs
My chest has an implosion
Can't keep

in my room
I didn't see him for weeks
Then momma, yeah she went and took me to the side
On that very same day
I saw the tears that she was crying
By

I gave you all of my love
You was all up in my mind
You said you would play my heart
All you had to do was go and play your part
I’m all alone by

Saturday Afternoon

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

1 Less G in da Hood

2001

go robbin' these bitches and hoes!

Walk out the Carlin's, headed 'cross Grashiot
Cops rollin' by, my hoodie up, I'm mashin'
Went to count my cash, got

was always
Thinking about it those were the best part of our days
Waking up in the morning will no longer feel the same
We continue to feel this pain

that)
Took a break from the music
Just so I could to let my life speak
I can’t just get up on the mic and say the same things
Glory to glory and faith