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fuckin' mad she take me back with just a K
I'm out here really chasin' money baby it ain't much to say
Alright ain't much to say if it's by paper don't do

all in her mouth now that hoe can't even talk
Told that hoe no usin' teeth and if she do she gettin off
Hell naw I don't do no percs they gon' have me

Wow
Never really thought I'd write a personal song like this
But here we are
This is my Nate
Enjoy

Do you wanna be a drive by, Little Boy
Fall off

I ain't gon say it twice
Know something's gotta die for one to live and I'm that sacrifice
Know what comes up, must come down
So I been standing by

Know what they like
You really can't be my bitch if you can't fight
My hoes get jealous they saying I ain't right
I still might pull up & fuck ona late

like the way I talk (like the way I talk)
Wait till I get rich and I'ma be flexing like a boss
I'ma be spending racks don't give a fuck bout what it cost

ribs (grrah, grrah)
Hey, you and lil' baby, yeah (grrah), we rockin' cribs (grrah, grrah)
Yeah, you niggas know around, I'm dyin' by my pills
Told my

you don't gotta even be trapped in that lil' birdcage
Lil' mermaid
You can take me to the bottom of the water
Where you livin' and I won't be afraid

what to do
We can do it me and you"
I said, "Point the tool
If that pussy nigga move
Make that nigga hear the boom"
I said, "This the plan
You gon'

heart right to you
Something I can't do
I was just down, switch it up
I heard he talk, boy then what's up
Lil bitch I'm a top dog, you a pup
Lil bitch I

Hey, Ringtone, hit my line
Geo! Woah, woah, yea woah, 10on

I said we slide, walk inside this bitch with that choppa' on my side
My lil' jit keep

'm fire
Me and Nas, back to back like Batman and Clark Kent
Yeah, I just said I'm a lil' bitch, but I can't tell you what you hear
When he win, say I broke

Da Cypha

Wyclef Jean

The Ecleftic: 2 Sides II a Book

2000

My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by done
Whoever come murder fest, one of the best

lil bros widdit and ready to rumble
Run up the digits my bag can't fumble
I'm off of the drink so I'm seeing double
I do what I want so they saying I

not no virgin 
Use to fuck with Adderall but I can't do no Perky 

Girl quit touching by my pants, let me see you work it 
Money falling out my pockets,

Cop it by the pound, smoke it down, by the eighth
I've been smoking every day, don't give a fuck 'bout what you say (nah)
Cop it from the dispo,

Don't You Know

Heavy D & the Boyz

Kool Rap

1988

are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my

Nigga, Test ya luck, bruh, you better luck up
If you don't luck up then yea, you stuck, bruh
Niggas can't tell me shit, bitch, I was raised by a hustler

a thousand I'd rather be penniless
This shit official I'm rolling
can tell that I'm blowing that za by the scent of it
I put my life in this drip I'm a son

we do (What can we do)
Lord will thank you (After all we been through)
For seeing us through (Yeah Lord)
What can we say (What can we say)
What can we

was with wasername
I had my boys
But it was funky
Shit it smelled a lil musty
We was tore
I hit you up
Like if you need a lil company
I could do it
Bro

souls
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
Save our souls, save our souls
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord (Hitkidd, what it do, man?)

Uh, Lord forgive

baby what you telling me
Can't let these demons suck me out my energy
I know you scared to get close but I hope you feeling me
My lil baby hold the drake

Send them toy soldiers to VA medical
Stack your paper to the sky what you better do
What are my plans?
Why the fuck am i telling you
I need my breakfast,