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out his neck till that shit get broke
In the bedroom with my bitch, I be givin' stroke, yeah
Why you ever stutter when u lie
Baby, why you ever stutter

it. 
Kept me alone in the night 
Fed me your crooked design
Cut the ties, will I fight, Or fall behind? 
Blinded by the light, left with judgment.
I

You know these racks is real so we gotta run with choppas
I ain’t tryna flex I came from the trenches I know that they plotting
They see the faragamo

rather stay with you
So we kept going
Wherever we going
How could I forget
I had a chip in my neck
It was all good till I noticed them on my left
It's

em well
Baby please
I don't talk in public don't come up to me
Say you know my cousin and you fuck with me
But I drive by myself don't need no company

living by feelings
I was the good you the villain
Now I just cleared my vision
Hop in a new division
Aiming that bitch with precision
Numbin' my feelings

head up
Tryin to think straight
And you got me mesmerised with your ways
Its that feeling
When I'm with you we can go hard
Or take it easy yeah
I know

I know you called for some tough lovin
Well buck up don’t run from it
We finna hump till the sun up
And the neighbors come
Dumb di di dump dump duh

Don't ask me for money. You've got nothing, honey
You've got nothing on me. I've got nothing but bloody running
I will run away into another state. I

Yeah i cannot fuck with these people
(I cannot fuck with these people)
I just be flexing on these people
(I just be flexing on people)
I Maison

dreamin' bout thumbin' through theses hunnads
Countin' blue stripes till the sun up
And I never put my gun up so don't run up
A big bag is all I want yeah
I

You still miscrowning your kings
I'm screaming death to you all
I got Killmonger my vision
You just an ape to the kong
I'm chasin hen' with enemies

but you knew dat
No, I can't beat the bitch but I'll hit from the back
On the plane with the P's, I just hope it get back
Bitch tired to run and I

Pussy Sells

Snoop Dogg

The Features

2006

thing I cop to blow
Gangsta-playa paper-chasin break a bitch like young
No tongue get em sprung from the game I run
One in a million with this pimpin

When you love someone 
Nothings black or white 
When the riptide runs 
There's no wrong or right 
I'll sail with you but I'll refuse to drown 
So

pussy I could see your field
Sure shit I never fucking field
Field, you wanna till it, I can till it until
The day I’m gone, yeah I will with
Well shit

Ride for This

Ja Rule

Ghetto Fabolous

2001

y'all there till the coroner or the law show up
I'm that nigga they say preforming so the whores show up
Why cop?, I rob you, ice your roll up
I pop

been through
Nigga can be ya dawg one day
And turn pussy out the blue
A fuck nigga gone do what
A fuck nigga gone do
Better off running by yo self
If you

Nothin' for a Broken Heart

Rodney Crowell

These Days

2006

and a turnin'
In the middle of the night
With a cigarette burning
Staying up until the broad daylight
Well you gotta be going crazy
With another man lovin

of everything
It won't be long till your faith is gone
Trust the rain and it'll keep you strong
Run with me with no cares

Outrun the falsities
They fill

Important
Pop is a Xany, then lean the pain, run for my dreams, no rest till I count the pay
I promised myself I won't give up till I count the mill
I really

care what the word is, long as im gettin' paper
I hopped on a yacht and I said see you later
Can't spill you the sauce, yeah they lovin' the flavor

Do the dash run the race
Do the dash run the race
Cash in the safe
Rock it till it break
Shock it till it lock and you gotta close the drapes
Money in

like a kappa do 
One step, two feet 
Finesse a new round 
I meditate till I'm Ali in the jungle 
Peace in action 
Slide on you with traction