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autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't

and stunt, gettin' bucks, what these niggas want 

And we fashionably late as f**k melanin on up 

Bag you bit' turn her to a jump, she can't get enough

shoes can't fit your feet
East Dallas to P-T-P, West Dallas to the Kiest
I'm from the O-A-K-C-L-I-F-F
With my niggas are by myself, don't bite my tongue

wit' the black coupe, you would think a n**ga died and came back
They say "N**ga where the f**k you been?"
I say I died and came back
Died and came back

No Remorse

Twista

Adrenaline Rush

1997

I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear

can't forget how I was treated back when I ain't have nun

F**k a job cuz where I'm from you gotta hustle
Stay strapped and watch ya back for anybody say

down right now
F.R.E.E.
I'm S.P.E.A.K.M.I.N.D
Ya bitch slide up in the D.M.
I slide in D.
And they say don't fuk wit da label
We ride Indy
No S.P.F. can

nerves and f**k up my mental
Yo f**k that little boy send Spain to go get him
We ain't on the net
They clowns he know that i'll zip him
I swear he know

the room bout fill her up wit D 
You on E ian F’ing round lil bitch i been a G 
She said H-I & i said bye cuz she J-K wit me 
LMNO please don’t try it doggie

times 
And they gon keep sitting in the house looking sad and sorry I cried like a hunnid times
Yo pain can't take away my pain, but we don't give a f**k

plus couple ah P'zz (p***s) 
I like my b****'s wit double D's
These n****'s talk tuff but they really sweet (sweet!)
I know ya'll f**k wit the police

you down

I keep it handy
Its never jamming
I'm thinking bout capping a n***a
I don't f**k with them boas who be brandishing Glocks when they come from

what you n****z drinking 
I unno what you n****z preaching 
But f**k ya cause I'm still kinging 
I know some n****z wit Kids who Really out here still

He use sticks he dont got muscle
You cant knock me off the hustle
For all the dogs my K9 tussles
Greyhounds put em onna muzzle
Cut you wit my saw I

like I'm always movin’ in a fast pace yeah
And you in last place
Got a hating look all on your face yeah
And I can't relate cuz I’m getting paid like f

guess it’s funny now, isn't it?
More money, more green
My pockets they hungry, tryna get what I need
Can't f**k with these b*****s, they’re here for their

Weed and syrup is the combination
And the inspiration
As for you pussy niggas
I just realize you can f**k with me and you never will
Bitch ass

Back den I could drip under water 
Back in now it's time to go harder 
F&N we may not shoot we may jus rob ya
I can't fuck wit Dese niggas Dey phony

Back den I could drip under water 
Back in now it's time to go harder 
F&N we may not shoot we may jus rob ya
I can't fuck wit Dese niggas Dey phony

away 
Soul drowning down in alcohol 
Bleeding by my family like what they did to Malcom y'all
I said f*ck my fears 
I'm numb to it after all 
I can't

life
Even if you get you one of them
They gotta fuckin hide you from their fam
They can't tell mom and pop that they dating a nucca
They'll fuckin kill

Dangerous (Dangerous)
Nahh ooohh We don’t f#*k Wit no strangers
Dear A opp slide all u Gon hear is shits Fired
Face on fox five
We was bendin Them cuts like

a n*gga got his bag up. 
Nah I ain’t f*ck that bitch,
Go ahead u can ask her.
(You can’t ask the b*tch)
These white b*tches praise a n*gga 
Im they master.

Bricks 4 the High

Damon Dash

On Top of Our Game

2006

a couple blocks
(all that man, I need a fo, a deuce)
It started in that temp, flippin' mid's by them O-Z's

On the hill wit that shit from a custom