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cant see Cliff im slanging fire by myself lil n***a
Posed to zip the bitch he made it out I double back im tryna see who gon come help the n***a
You know

to handshakes drugs for papes
Now I'm sellin' CDs and tapes
Funerals and wakes caused by greed and hate
A snake is still a snake no
Matter the size or shape
Those

snap chatted
I might let you peep the drip but you ain’t getting added
Momma left me young
Don’t know nothing bout attachments
I like them hoes who keep

who got love for me
I been spendin' big money, legendary, big money
Ten bands choosin' fee, bitch can't get shit from me
Runnin' up that bag, GF4

Muscle Game

Mark Curry

Life Story

1999

Yeah
Uh, uh oh
Startin' to feel this
Startin' to feel it

[Black Rob]
Yo, who these cats think they is takin' they biz that's round here? 
Yo,

Come put to the test
Oh you still run for the set
Let's talk who's trump of the west
We some frauds? Are you stuck in the head
Even if I be bunking

shits gnarly
Handlebars like a Harley
Words make the atmosphere balmy
I'm calming to those who know the pain
If they were gripping grain
I was flipping

again
And then we went and charted on 'em
Okay labels want talk? cool. If it ain't bout a millie Im thru
I ain't beefin' with none of these niggas
Who

like to media stalk and just talk shit 
Who say they running plays
A real roadrunner 
Flip a bird to a mill like I'm damn stunna 
4 ways 
We can get it 4

wasteful ways
Those that know, don't gotta explain
Never going back no minimum wage
Minimum effort gets minimum pay
I told lil mama I love when it's Wet Wet

real childish
I can talk buisness suit and tie got niggas still riding
Yeen gottafuck with my music yo ho still vibing
Ion give a fuck how rich i get lil

stackin
This is my passion, I'm out Atlanta
Smashing some action and it's not just talk
When I get to the box
I'm as dashing like Cassius
For the nights I

T-Rob in the fucking building nigga
Heard me?
Heard me?
What is not real can't hurt me
Quote on quotes act like they ain't heard me
Ain't gang no

better off a bottle 
I talk better off da drugs 
I wasn't up dey ain show me no love 
Wan fill erybody up wit hallows 
Nigga really hattin dey said I

My lil baddie
My lil bae
How she pretty & she paid
This America lil baby
We get money hella ways
I got blueprints
I got lessons
Course these niggas

I make it you know i'm a be wylin out
Like hold up lil shawty
You know if I make it 
Yo we gon be dining out 
Yo s/o my niggas who said I'm gon make

Taitoita madhiri ekuronga mabhonzo pachikoro tifeeder mapets

I've been hated by people who know me
And adored by the those I've never met
Hatikwate vavengi,

heavy
And feel no petty for those stuffed in a box
Nigga peep it and watch, how the sun glisten on rocks
I pissed on the blocks and hustle for scraps
But

And no one learns
From the situation,
The mistakes that have been made 
Those who hurt you never think and Subconsciously perpetuate 
A hypocrite don't

grave I know a lot of those
You could flex that ten bands nigga but what that got to show
I be on my own shit these lil niggas pocket moles
Bitch I'm

Sick 2 Def [Acoustic]

plan b:

Run the Road, Vol. 2

2006

just talk the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's always comin' out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted like lil' mo getting rapped
And keepin'

Whatever girl that you see go and find her
You can talk it all out and remind her
One more thing just a friendly reminder
You say you're not gay, who is this

time cus the world is sick in times
Just do you job. I know what you was doing with Rob
How do I know? Cus I saw him leaving your loft

(Tell me who is

vámonos
Handshakes of snakes and pig lovers
We don't honor those
No respect for snitches and niggas
Who don't abide the code
There's rules we abide by to be