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me bad, but I don't stop
I'm in my droptop V, I got a lot of things
to prove to niggaz and you'll see, by the way it looks

A lot of niggaz gon' be

and I'm
Sеrvin' all the neighbors
And you know by any means, man
I gotta get this paper
Bad bitch came through slayin' so you
Know I had to slay her
She

bit of moldy rye
Buddy told me eat a little bit of that shit
I would trip like shit said "boy you'll die"
No wonder why I never trust a soul anymore

I guess this is it
11 years strong, goddamn what a trip
Yeah we got off course on the last lil bit
But you rocked my shorts cuz you loved the way

y'all go tell that big head-ass nigga Gotti he a bitch (ho-ass)
And your brother too, nigga, he don't get away, fuck you talkin' 'bout? 
(I ain't

lil couple
Last night with your boo
Didn't even peep my guys out in the Jeep
They was ready for war off that hype energy
You was too busy crashing out

Ayo Lil Mexico, pass the gas

They want the old Fat Nick, back on bullshit
Popped a lot of percs now I
Pop a lot of Glocks if you see a bad bitch
I

CHORUS
Commacausee blinded by the show lights Paparazzi they know I'm a gold mine
EveryBody know me where I go why You suicidal, hanging wit the low

Eddie Bow II

U.N.L.V.

Mac Melph Calio

1998

[Yella]
I told y'all
Come and lay the arms for Eddie Bow part two
They still sweatin' so hard, and it's a shame they need more
'cause way back in

move with flair here and there
Hood trained youngin', give a bear scare and stare
The God Flow Chronicles, feel it in your abdominal
Bad lil' bitch,

to the ceiling
You lame so you wouldn’t know the feeling
For the love mixed by

Keep my business on the d-low
Yeah,
I'm looking good and feeling good like Kobe with the free throw
And y'all know that I'm about it
Cause I got it
I'm

know we gotta whip it up
Fouling the plug if it get too technical
Beam on the gun yea we aim with a radical
Come get your gal she be Tryna be sexual
Why

somethin' comin'
Glock 17, 19, 23, don't matter, lil' bitch
We dumpin' i feel like Rich The Kid in
2014 'cause this bitch jumpin'
44 Bull Dog shoot by the 6s

It's OK

Jeff "T-Bone" Gerard

Bone-A-Fide

2005

and movies, banned the passion of the Christ, but endorse glocks and Uzis, then we wonder why are kids is dying, bullets flying, gangsta?s riding and gangs

have a bake off
No evidence left
They gon take yellow tape off

Foreign Im speeding
Bad bit yeah I'm keepin
If u actin odd
Then shit I'll go get even

a women's point of view
That's why I treat women around me as if they all queens too
But that's what kings do
Be an example for your kingdom
One thing I do

Boston (We I'na UFO)
Whole lotta green from the plug, you know I'm on it (Ah ha)
She so bad, I remember her name Carmen
I don't link If we don't got

all the work by myself man
I can't trust these niggas
I'm never begging and asking for help
I put it all on the table I made it real stable
I built it

beat the block so bad i could've bought a Richard mille
These n**** dont like us cuz we popping in the city
You dropping new music please tell me your

I swear to God I spit them bible verses
But for some reason they don’t want me in your local churches 
But I can fuckin buy some chicken 
I ain’t

back we made bank on the Ave 
Then niggas done elevated 
Why you still stuck in the past?
I’m just puffing the grass 
Watching for narcs as They pass 
We

I'm playing these bitches so loose
My niggas we do not recruit
That glock in my pants for a goop
Broke her lil heart she'll regroup
State to state I

rabbit's
I'm a true classic
Ain't no creating bad habbit's
This is why we ball in such a fashion
Bunch of rappers
Try to convince the world is mine
And I