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Domestic Violence

Tiffany

The Year of the Backslap

1999

[Girl] 

You ain't shit  your daddy ain't shit 

your brother ain't shit  your money ain't shit 

your lab ain't shit  your rings ain't shit

to put away my do's don’t and maybes
And make some babies
Know I've been doing you wrong for so long
That's why I found time to write you this love song

for 6
They go for 5 but it's slow in this bitch
Before the corona y'all know I was sick
Rich
I gotta make me a hundred
Making the money by saving

parece que te llevo el rapto no vimos la matrícula Pero el pasajero dice que te dieron los tiros exactos

A mai que tire la bendición y que el brother del

fuckin her?
Know you fucked my brother so I gotta put dis rubber on
Pillow talking undercover dats why ion really fuck wit him
You know imma keep yo

private jet
Cus I’m flying by my own Mr. West yeah
Thinking that I’m showing all the cards that’s it 
That’s what I want you to think so you start stalling

brothers
Gotta watch who w you everybody ain't 100
And I hate under covers why tell on my brother 
My heart been broke We take down suckas
Ain’t standing for

Gave the rooms to my jefa and brothers I'm good
I don't try to compete I don't try to compare
If I'm better than you then so be it who care
It's plenty

Tampons ain’t even enough you pussys can’t be saved
I’m all up in your hair that’s why you need to stay shaved
Leave you amazed by the way that I tear up

coming not a sound
Make it when no one around
No word from my town
Finally calm my life down
Still tryna talk like they earthbound
Mans popped down by

a ghetto
Reluctantly, we try to change it
One to another
Sister and brother
Why can't I be accepted
For what I've uncovered
Tragedy
No escape from

how to love
Wasnt taught by my mother
Made me feel like Im shit
Tryna help out my brothers
For every dollar I lost hope Im making another
Uh make ya way

, yea it's what you knew me by
Now you chilling up with God and you flying real high
Looking back, Russell Logan you was really that guy
We gotta stay

to my mind, blind, flying until my mind, free
Blinded by the finer things that be surrounding me
Uh, uh, I took the time to see
I'm on top of the clouds,

on that glizzy then
You click it to the side
Squeeze on the trigger, let it out
Bullets flying
Better not front your move baby boy
He get Mеlvin and he used

When he got in that jam he ain't pop it
Say he rawer then me? Nigga stop it, Walk up in saks for the drip when I'm shopping
Why yo bitch on my dick

Nah, it ain't wise to fall for someone that ain't got a heart
But, I've been tryna get it back so baby, that's a start
I know this drank gon' have my

Get a lil cash we can make sum happen you ain't going in stop that cappin
You a lil kid you don't really want action I'm playin no why he start

pop style for 30 hours, then let him repeat
Now, you poppin' up with the jokes, I'm dead, I'm asleep
I just left from over by y'all puttin' pen

gotta lie
You say I'm the best brother you ain't ever lied
I be in my bag in other words I'm in my mind
I'm on my knees praying up to God
Asking why I'm

(yeah)
My bitch way too damaged, don't think God can save her (hey)
She know she protected by my ghetto angels (git)
Baby, how do I learn to love

her tummy
Strapped up like the Army so we ride around in Humvees
Why she always tryna hug me
I told her baby don't you
Tempt me
Pussy nigga tried

Initiated

2Pac

Enter the Diamond Needle Dynasty

2000

this Thug Life it got me livin' 
Initiated playa hated without givin' a single fuck 
Why they dangling baby all on my nuts 
I be singling fingering

Goin' Be Some Shit

The LOX

Money, Power & Respect

1998

sixty-nine my bitches on jacks
That's why you get smacked, cause y'all hoes ain't never gon' learn
That's why many of these younger brothers don't go on that