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just know what you heard on Baller Alert
Knock it off, player, and in the mean time
Thank you for listening to Hey! Thanks
A Lot 3 by my man, quentin
look easy ain't as easy as it seems
This is what I wanted way back in my early teens
Anything can happen all you gotta do is try
All you'll be is
wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state
with the spirit revealing the prophesies in my lyrics you will hear it don’t fear it, the mysteries
You can find me in my prayer closet praying on my
a baby rattle. And now he in the trenches, see his buddy's skull shattered, if its infantry or chemistry, it really don't matter, with the same mind
the mountains high
With cavalry and infantry to take him they did try
He laughed at them with scorn until at last 'twas said
By a false-hearted woman he was
If what's happening surprises you
Then don't even say shit to me
Cause all you gotta do is know a little bit of history
And even if you can't read
what you claim
Aim at yo' dome
Send you to hell
Claim it is home
Little insatiable
Really impatient so
Killing off time is not in my own options
Yes I do
natives
I was born here and told I was free
That's just one of many lies in which they implant into minds
That's what they teach our children
In my mind
fuckin'
I'll think of something to say, I always do
I'm in love with the way that you say my name
Every time it sound brand new
And you, always
Can't stand so see yo ass succeed
Not for no one uh uh
An operators standing by
What you waiting for uh
You dialing every single number for the come up
P. Miller, No Limit the game
You see-Murder on the block, it's the Soldiers mayne
Black Sopranos leave you slumped in the car of your dreams
And my
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm
how it goes
Money hoes and clothes)
You know my motto though man
(It's still MOB though)
(What's your motto?) Listen
("I'm in love again") I keep
by me
Playing on my team
Is someone like
Me, baby, no way
Watch me while I do my thing
Oh, baby, no way
Are you fucking with the team?
MacLane
Oh boy
Heartburn and other kinds pain
Oh boy
Sir Arthur Conan and Doyle
Both great
Diets with safflower oil
Oh boy
What do you think
Oh what you waiting for
You got big dreams
Oh what you waiting for
What you waiting for
I'm drinking miller for fun
I wanna lay in the sun with you
as soon as he could
To cover the scars on his face
And always urged his men on
But on the eve of great battle
With the infantry in dream
The old general
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do
I've been looking for
Someone like you
Falling head over heels
Hey what can I do
Oh yeah, by the way she moves
She's got me rolling in dirt in
playtime since I was a rugrat
I do what I want
Uh Uh Uh
I put in that work
Ain’t no playtime since I was a rugrat
You getting no love
Pull up in a Uber you
We all wanna ride and we all wanna shine
In the whip with the suicide doors
Maybe they call 'em that cause
Once you got it all what do you want for?
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