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the Range, empty out the ashtray
A glass of 'Ze make a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns
Regulate with my dunn's, 17 rocks
(Ohhh yeah, rock the park)
(Ohhh yeah, rock the park)
(A-dubba-dubba-dah!)
[Coolio]
We live in a society created by an empire
that`s based
it’s already too late for you,
Don’t got the time to just sit here n just wait for you,
Nigga I’m moving like I only gotta day or two, to live,
Really
kids up like they bag that chick T'want to
*?Prawley?*, some ignore me, others I bother
for the props and top dollar, G I'm doin what I gotta, see
I puts
transit
Trizz Nathaniel to you, can you handle my crew?
Bend over by the fridge and hand me your brew
This is how we do, that's just how you do
I leave bodies in ditches, play bitch niggas like bithces
Nutcracker doin hits by the dozen
When I make moves, I ride the train with my cousin
it ruthless smoothest
Don't know who's next
Rather I'd live than I don't
So baby two step through this
Come by sooth this
Coming like Jennifer Lo
We
[Benzino talking softly]
Niggas want to try and live my life and
Bitches want to try and run my life and (As we proceed!)
Haters want to try
I know I got religion
I belong to the laws and crew
You see we fought when we get happy
That's the way we Christian do
Oh
(Have you been tried-)
some head (ugh, ay)
Gettin', gettin' some head (who'd have ever thought this would make it to the radio, man?)
I was gettin' some head
Gettin',
in your face
Yeah, they doin' what they can and I do what they can't
Bankin' on me bein' who I knew I was from the gate
Since we face to face, it's
the flyest nigga that you ever saw
Live in - action! Guaranteed - RAW!
[Interlude:]
"Who's comin' through?
Y'all know who! DO! "
[Verse 2:]
Bedstuy Brooklyn
and Mighty Ha key the predicate felon
When he make bell he eat more booty than Ellen
Who you tellin'?
The world is mine like Esco
If not,
Who could rock on the two turntables
And that ain't no fable
Watchin' Eddie Murphy instead of Clark Gable
My whole life style switched Hoss
hundreds fluent
who knew we doin there's more to this youtube money, chewing
review my struggle to it, rockiest roads,
and ice cream cuz environments around
to change my mind, you two cent
I'm 'bout ready to offer you to move in
I had to take my plans and move them
Now the homie like "Ayy, bro who's your new
ain't to be held, who could hold me?
Hoes try to console me, rec' exec's want to own me
Damned if I die slowly, drugged out broke and lonely
Like so
DLA word em up yo
Here we go cruisin', me and my boys rollin' four deep
In the A-you streets, seein who we can meet
Beep beep, a crew of girls in
name is, man we got a real crew, we got
Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we
(Sycamore)
Hey- Hey, man, check this out, mane
It's Big Snoop coming at you live and direct
And
Imma speak on some real issues right now
Mane 'Cuz
dat nigga is
Who dat who dat who dat nigga is
Slide up on your favorite chick make her wanna hit a lick
Already know just who I is I got 2 fucks I
Cheeks, Freaky Tai
Pretty Pretty Lu, Spiggy Spig Nice Say
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4 Lu, Spig
goals
Yeah I'll take two pair of those
I love the way my toes feel in the cyberfoam soles when I'm doin shows
Who knows, I'm prepared to go to and fro
All
to stack a stack
You got cats who spend all day sippin'
And you got cats who just layin' back pimpin'
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Now you got some who play the store
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