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Ahora si es tiempo de dejar salir
Toda la verdad, agárrate que se viene lo bueno, aunque no lo creas...

It seems like if it was yesterday
But no, it

by lo o o o ove we're powered by gra eh eh eh ce
With Jesus our leader ah ah ah we'll never fail eh eh eh eh
We're powered by lo o o o ove we're

on that little cute chick right there?
That'll be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and raised in the CPT, yeah, Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them

And greats are always missed
Not me tho
Moving with no ego
I could kill a Migo
Then boogie in Atlanta
Too sweep up Future and Cee Lo
That was just some word

a bowl set and and something to roll
Got "Bodies" by Cee-Lo Green
Playing on a repeat
Tonight I wanna see you babe
Say word, what you gon do?
I get off

to get that bitch to cream
You know I'm a Dog I like it bald just like Mr Clean
Im the Goat i don't need no team
Fuck A nigga Cee Lo Green
They picked me

upping like Debo yea
Swear these people so green like they Cee Lo yea
Take a roll of the dice like some pico yea
Get the tape cause they looking through

like a TiVo
I spit to bring to you some intel on this evil
These streets got people trading lives for a c-note ugh
Bags bigger than cee-lo moving kilos

of yo, won't get it far below

You try to stop my show or roll three like Cee Lo
Try to slow toe to toe or knock your meat out your gyro
Niggas
Dirtys

just say that
Or a villa in Belize
You've got expensive taste
Well baby I do too
You want a grand escape
Well girl I got good news
I'll take you by your

gotta take em always keep a real one
You surrounded by the fake ones
I just gotta break em’
Yoo Yoo Yoo Yoo
Yoo Yoo Yoo Yoo
Yo me la como entera
Nadie

me by heart damn you knew me
How to break my heart,
You had it and you just teared it apart
Yo me recuerdo todo lo veses yo te vie
Reclamando Viendo tu

Alphabetical Slaughter

DJ Kayslay

Streetsweeper, Vol. 2: The Pain from the Game

2004

causin characters comas, cappin crabs
Chaos causin, clearly commandin Cee-Lo
Cocaine capsule caps colored, capturin customer's see-Notes
Confiscatin

five, six times crack his Cee-Lo

Yeah, ayy
(Shu-shu-shut the fuck up) Yeah, ayy

It's like a blast from the past, watch 'em gasp in amazement
Too

like I'm Deebo
I been making green I guess you could call me Cee-lo
I been selling weed by the pound by the kilo
Talkin bout money all the time that's my

the undergrowth divided by the single moon

He said In this town
I'm begging to find someone who can save me
And it's been tearing me apart
Well I've been waiting

go insane
Well it's all the same, but if I could catch a break
That'd be fucking great
Maybe I could feel like I'm okay
Wait
What about me, what about

covered head to toe
In smoke
Penniless and broke
Breakin through my ego
Dice roll like Cee-lo
There's no turning back
Once you've been attacked
Dragged in

skeleton
I get good dome, I'm well hung by the membranous
Kiss the microphone, someone go remember this
I'm coming for the throne, go run and tell a bitch,

she know, kilos I throw at least 3
Like cee-lo every time

The bigger they are the harder they fall
Conspiracy theory or life behind bars
When faced

standing there
Well, I don't feel okay
Wish I could forget your name
4 A.M. I'm trying to understand it
Why do you throw your shit all over me
With no damn

So send me the lo
Be on the way, just gotta stop by the store
Gas getting high but so am I
So it'll all be okay
Thirty on five, a pack of woods

of getting by
Y no comprenden
Head to the sky
So bring it on and I'm a ride
Yeah this serious right here
Esto lo que eh
I'm just saying
Hasta ni mi familia me

the mainstream?

Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two