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bag right on his hand. He's like ""Fluffy, shit in my hand Fluffy. Don't even let it hit the ground Fluffy."" The dog is only this big. Sometimes he

the bed
Dog wakes me up with her head on my head
Finishings her feeding with her nose at my feet and
Dog plays all day like its doggy retreat and


Don't

ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer

Get You Mad

King Tech

This or That [Wushow]

1999

can at signed rappers
Lesson two, face 'em and dis 'em (what up dog?)
Don't give em a demo, kidnap 'em (I want you to come with me)
And make 'em come

Get You Mad

Sway & King Tech

This or That

1999

can at signed rappers
Lesson two, face 'em and dis 'em (what up dog?)
Don't give em a demo, kidnap 'em (I want you to come with me)
And make 'em come

don't beat me up is on my birthday.
	BRIAN
Oh shut up.
	BEN
Well, your type makes me sick!  You come in here, you get treated like
Royalty, and everyone

a pig
They're too cute and too pink
But i could start eating dogs

I'm gonna start milking cats
And make products from the dairy
I have to start milking

My whole damn life
Is one big fight
no running, and I don't know what it is
Take all that strife
Devoid of light,
Make something, to come back

and you can't speak
With a voice to inspire yo' people
That don't mean you woke
Cause you can't sleep
Over the years we both battled cats
But yo' style

they lame
Set a mouse trap in their lane
She got long legs, no Giraffe
Pounce on that *** just like a big cat
I'm a dog that's why I dig that
Standing

they lame
Set a mouse trap in their lane
She got long legs, no Giraffe
Pounce on that ass just like a big cat
I'm a dog that's why I dig that
Standing

Ready 4 War

Lil C

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

and if they don't know the name
From the wild wild West, slugging em like Jesse James
Dog better get the fuck back, 'fore I fuck around and leave a nigga

My niggaz wit the shits we ah squab it out
50 In the drac don't make me spin around
Quite the whole block til its not a sound
Put a bag on his head

go
I can't hang with no fakes, only hang with the foxes, lions, piranhas
I don't fuck with that nigga, I know he a snake, cut his head with katana's

I've been in and out of love quite a few times I done lost a few friends, I don't even mind
I've been standing in the rain, I'ma be fine I know it's

running right up after you yo

I don't think that these dude can hear me
Need to understand and get my views quite clearly
That I'm a man I refuse the bitch

have pride
What we need is unity
Don't try to divide

Don't make me wonder
If there is a brain
Don't be the scum
In the swamp they're gonna drain
Don't

Four dogs, snarling, growling, teeth gleaming in Delphic
moonlight, had us squared. The square of dogs stood 
at the edges of the circled temple:

Mac and Brad

Scarface

The Truth

1999

splatters don't matter
that's what we practice

Blast the rocket 
Knock off your leg 
Tear through your forearm
Sit you in a chair make your niggas call

for the stretch
But you don't know the man is at home waitin to make the catch
So the outfielder guns you down
You're out, off to the dugout,

I'm barbaric to the fuck tards
I don't compare to the subpar
I'm here to see to it the mourning show
It's your funeral for your mom, plus your pa

it 
I'm a real one so why would I fake it
I Pop at ya crib like it's maintenance 
I'm just a og in the making 

I don't want yo hoe like I'm taken 
I'm

freak out, I don't care
Park my jeep, my land cruiser blue
Hit the spot laced up like I usually do
The way I shine is a crime, cats might want

ramblin/ I really got nothin to bring up/ my mom probably/ gone whoop my ass/ cuz time has flown by/since I/ boldly/ called I was mad/ I don’t even know what