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(Bisschen Lines droppen)
(Benj lemme holla, ayy)

Und ich jog, jog (Hey), jog und ich jog
Und ich jog, jog (Was?), jog und ich ball
(Eight-o-Eight)

Sharp sharp ehnn
Sharp sharp ma no gere ma no gere
Ma no gere ma no gere every where I go I be
Swagging like sharp sharp
Sexy girl (sharp sharp)
Very

Y'all had a run but it's over now
Vibes on deck got options now
Ops in town we jog them down
We keep 10 toes on the ground
Ball so hard we jersey

Yeah, hey...
Before I ball i'm bout to check up
I told the doc I need a check up
I might just jog or run my check up
They call a boss just to check

Tar Pit

Wu-Tang Clan

8 Diagrams [Bonus Tracks]

2007

Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money,

to hid the scars
Go get it I don't jog
Stack it up till I see results
I swear this s*** be hard
But I make this s*** look easy
My fingers getting greedy

I be ballin' wit no ball
What you do wit all them bands?
Whoa
Ran that shit up nigga no jog
Where you from they be thinking they slime
Where I’m from

Condom in pocket I hit the shit raw
Pussy so tight man I'm feeling the walls
Lean her hand back and she cupping my Balls
Pulling the semon ya she

sharp cleats in
Down into the tired grass, now bending in the wind.
 
So many times, he'd tried to leave this unforgiving game
But like some small

Niggas be tripping out here I ain't leaving my dawg for shit
They shooting and missing they can't even ball for shit
Told bro just hit me don't ever

Oh shit SS3 (Sheffy Baby)

Sharp Sharp Sharp Sharp Sharp

(hook)
This a bad man tings
bad man looks
and I get shawty with German juice

man I get

You ain't getting money that's cap talk
I done ran up the cash that's a light jog
I just popped a bean bout to blast off
I'm in my rocket ship high

demons u no call me
Now when I don Dey ball u wan come see me
I wan talk wentin Dey my mind
Wahala
See
Wey
Them be tell me say you nor good
but e nor let

Style so hard 
I never need a stylist
Ball so hard
That niggas call me Wallace
Been winnin' way way before Charlie
Stop me before I hurt somebody
Yo

If you look you might fall in love
Baby I don’t talk too much
If you ain’t got the bag
Shawty I ain’t finna call you up
Bitch you know I ball too

up ayy, ayy, ayy
ShittyBoyz
You wasn't there when I called on you, huh
So now I gotta ball on you
Nike tech full of shit, watch me jog on you
The bag

I don't jog on the beat, I run up
When I drink with the crew, we turn up
Got sauce in the flows we burn up
Y'all know how it goes, when we pull up

me a dog
Got two hoes sellin' pussy, one doin' fraud
I be runnin' to a bag while yal niggas jog
Spent a grip on my fit, no my style ain't free
Spikes

You ain't tryna run it up, type to jog in a rush
First buzzer vibes, knew that I'll ball from the jump
Ball in the clutch, I'ma ball 'til the end
If

It's done when the curtain calls
Nothing is ever yours you miss a lot of shots
Just don't miss that money ball
Keep all your faith in God
Human

You called it a shame what I have
The bouncy nature I couldn't tame
I'm only a rubber ball
Though I'm not that flexible
Come to my little place
I'll

Fear messing with our minds
It goes on, falling, rolling forevermore
Suddenly a perfect storm
A snow ball effect
It’s a sharp, a flat
A lonely sticky

I'm Back [Bonus Track]

Bow Wow

Unleashed

2003

West coast, wanna jog, just cripwalk ipwalk wit me
East coast just Harlem shake sh-shake wit me
Midwest just chickenhead enhead wit me
Dirty South

look
I've got balls to play this game too
Bare My Sharp Fangs
Do you think you are predator? 
Well look back there's some one bigger! 

Well, Life is not