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And the fans never fanned out
The plans never planned out
Your man is not your man's now
He looking at himself like he's the man now
You standing by

All my people get money
Got no time for telling no jokes
How you laughing if you broke?
How you laughing if you broke?
Can't afford it? Nigga, that's

who you fucking with
I don't condone all the sucker shit
Man I swear theses niggas be on other shit
(I ain't lacking you know I'm clutching it)
Can't

Roll one for my mood swings
Ain't got time for no mood swings

Bitch, I love how I do things
Chains hang like suit strings
Get money, can't count it up

When It Gets Gangsta

Geto Boys

The Foundation

2005

I still draw this Desert E and spit at you nigga
My mind is made up, just balls and my word
Any bastard that fucked with mine gon' get scurred
Keep

I still draw this Desert E and spit at you nigga
My mind is made up, just balls and my word
Any bastard that fucked with mine gon' get scurred
Keep

and I ain't tripping it's just my pride dawg
Man these niggas be so goofy they can't play with me
I be hanging with this shawty she speak Portuguese

Na

the tool
(Tool) think that you're hard
But you're soft like wool
Lick a man in the jawside with a stool (yeah)
Real bad boy, but I still look cool
White gold

faith you’re a disgrace; 

And, then, he tops it off by saying… 

…At the congregation, you’ll not show your face!

V32 Group
Oh my god…
(1 beat pause)

a great speed
This pair is what we get instead of Waluigi?

Like DMX but a real dog
How you gon' flex on a light gun god
Hit 'em cross map, quickscope like

is when we fuckin'
The truth will come out the closet
All dirty and dusty but a real nigga can't
Get touched by Sandusky dodge your stampede
I done

the boy
Shut up the boy
Man i really gotta shut up this boy
Im making the call and im breaking the law and ill show you how to really make up a song

so much
Can't you tell by the smell Man, I'm high as fuck
Step back, give me room to breathe
Smoke so heavy, you can feel the breeze
Damn, I can barely

Murder Dem

Pras

Ghetto Supastar

1998

from you no more
For sure you belong with an M-16
Stand in front of the door, that you just can't ignore
Go figure.  Hit the floor, nigga
Random shots -

not be right, but I'll get it by the end of the night
So what do you mean you don't know nothin now
I stopped with the steelin' like A... Brown
If you

Alright, bet
Turn me up a little bit
Fell in love with, fell in love with (you aren't even a cold breeze for my man Taz)
Yeah, yeah

I fell in

dangerous
The way you just approached me you could gain my trust
You really a boss bitch you could hang with us
No they can't hang with us
All these other

Rollin' up a Swisher, with that green like asparagus, yeah
Got a gun by my waistline, they be thinkin' I'm a terrorist

Your main man be snitchin' before he

do what you get told Ooh
Remember the days when it was me
Now I'm in a bulletproof limousine
Don't touch the windows can't let em see
Who behind

Work hard stay humble 
although you may stumble 
Lord knows it ain't fun but can't get the pain bun you 
can't let the lanes turn your head into mad

shit'll get you fucked up
Take a wrong turn and run that mouth and
It won't be hard to find me
Bring it son I do shoot guns
And I blend in with them pine

You and your boys are back full of pricks, if we come to your party,
You know we're gonna leave with all of the chicks

If you're a duku man, you

that door, then you know I'ma score

I got some junkies thats coming for more
I can't get no sleep cause the trap 24
Rock out with my brother, I rock

ain't no turning down
I don't really fuck with bruh so he can't come around
You can't come into my spot if you can't buy a pound
Every time I take