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on
Told me to be flexible
Painted it as vegetables
And hate it when I dared said no
Or was somewhat skeptical
Whether or not I am right or wrong
They can't

Like big mercs, blacked out Q3
I'm with a bad b she a real cu-tie

NO I DON'T BEEF NO GUYS ON THE BLOCK
LIKE FRED IM A BUSINESSMAN
BRO WANNA CIRCLE AGAIN

Making moves out at gucci fuck the price, grab the mic 
Codeine in the the cup mix the sprite, get me right
Got my shooters in the back out at night, take

play then he gone be a goner
Taking blood like a doner
It's a stick up like a boner
Masked up killing shit like corona
I Keep a stick let a nigga act out

Wordz of Wisdom

3rd Bass

Cactus Revisited

1990

as, hard as, Chinese arithmetic
Avante Garder, not a heretic
Figure out a right rhyme, stick it in my cranium
Pete Nice, elemental like uranium

Wordz of Wisdom

3rd Bass

The Cactus Album

1989

as, hard as, Chinese arithmetic
Avante Garder, not a heretic
Figure out a right rhyme, stick it in my cranium
Pete Nice, elemental like uranium

out, take niggas out
P Money MC won't win a round
It's a pity, I wanted to see him stick around
No biggie money man's silly, I'm chilly
Gonna really tell

they was bussing a right so I hit me a left
Shit I ain't a felon but niggas be hating the cards I got out the deck
But they is not trying cuz Niggas is

from the mud or the trenches
Hush lil baby don't you cry
It'll be alright
Was in the dark and you gave me light
So stick by my side
I know it get hard

Bricks
Got Guys
Toting Them Sticks
(Toting Them Sticks)
Still in the Mix
Got cocaine
On them ships
(Coco)
Mazha
Drop Top My Mercedes
Space Coupe Space

full throttle
I'm a push the pedal till it stick
Moving wit the medal stick
Strapped In
Click
Bitch I'm the bomb tick BOOM
I need a whole lot a leg room

back
No text 
No reply 
Because I be 
Right back
Gave these niggas 
Time now
I'm right back 
Grip her by 
The waist 
She throw it 
Right back 

Every

when your cakes right
Ladies shake it; fellas take your
Lady by the waistline
Who in the club said stick to the wall?
You already got your drink from

stick back
He get sticked up wit his bitchass
Never cross me on that big path
Its a small world but it's a big path ah
Put his ahh in a Zigzag
Watch em

Cali G
Askin' for the recipe
We cook it up then mix the beat
This music is the reason that I'm wiggling all through these streets
Get in where I fit in I

Country vibes in this bitch, yeah we riding to riches and here to have fun 

Never try to hate me cause I'm in it for the love 


Said I'm in it for

but he didn't get the gist
We don't know that nigga name he can't get up in the mix
Said he want the smoke when we catch em its no static
Try me we gone

play your monopoly properly
Get out of jail free probably if you hit it right
You gotta be kidding me
Any MC's still living

It's only cause I ain't

sleep, I'm paranoid
Deep in my thoughts, I'm stuck in a void
They want me gone, they know I'm the don
Don't be in the mix we in the back with these sticks

to take trust light
If it turn to a scene you gone clutch right
Take drugs to get out my mind
Lately been stuck up in inside
She said all I do is lie
I said

live
I'm out the window
Her nigga outside I snuck in the crib
I'm out the window
We Caught em lackin right his crib
We kickin in doors
Got her in here

I ain't been an adult too long
But long time, see I've been grown
How many years did I keep it moving
Test my heart with sticks n stones
I pray that

in capsules, serve it to fans
You, you and you, it's hot right now fam
Like my crack pots the jukebox I'll serve you again

I mix the poetry with

that's standard
Keep it steady, haffi rise my balance (listen, look)
Gettin' gyal and cash ain't gara (gara)
So stick to the grind's what I told my bro