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What would my nigga nipsey do
They fighting over colors and neighborhoods
What would my nigga nipsey do
These streets lie for that drug money
What
They do no good for me
I need your honesty
Aw vavy
I wasn’t thinking this far along
I wasn’t thinking about all that, I was just lusting and involved
Price come up as 3000, in some time it'll be four
I keep it 20 times five, I think I'm the best alive
So sick with it, no one could step to my mind
Bite
I be drinking i be sipping i been on the moon
Space ship
I'm finna take off whenever I figure out what imma do
Fox 5
Fighting dis urge not to put
the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
'Til he launch
the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
'Til he launch
they all white
The Nativity of the Christ
He left but with Him you right, yeah
Ask the Lord for direction
The best way forward is repentance
No Olajuwon,
rough sex, consensually
I'm babe Ruth in the minor leagues
That's really how it be on the Omaha scene
Now these white Emcees gon say Dex mean
By put I'm
of exhaustion
The fliest looking like I've
Got a living stylus later for sales
You know who got the illest album
Loaded a chopper with slugs
Call that the K
smoked a the whole V section, them niggas obsolete
If you ain't making cheese in the streets, then what you there for
You was my friend, but I robbed him,
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
I love her
Left on read I had to rеsend that
Fighting new demons еvery day
Who would guess that?
I get drunk and high all by myself, uh
I stack my
Aye, Aye, Aye
Hop on the Track it's
My Time
Don't waste it because
Time Flies
I'm Flipping beats
Like Five Guys
I'm cooking heat like
Fried Rice
cry
I wish you the very best
Now that you have lost the very best of me
The Very Best Of Me
Why do I just sit here all alone, I'm missing you
chosen
He said you know what I mean
Forever Symhir!
Real Ink!
Life be seeming like shit, living a life that I ain't ask for
Daily fighting pain
Feeling
gone, gone
Yeah this is more than just a song, song
Yeah rolling dope its very strong, strong
Drove to Venice just to vibe out
Me and 5 chicks
For
not one for games
I ain't short or 5-2 dick
So, why test me
You thinking to do so
Let's see, unless you wanna get stretched
Don't vex me
You better cop
of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
For a sailor its' always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
That he longs for the shore
get off
Winners stays on, winner plays on, winner like the Malmaison
I’m a winner, my 5 like a break for 20 thousand and people don’t never put hate
Say your the best
You plain little mess
You ain't studied for shit
You ain't taking the test
Come in the game and I'll play with the best
We'll come
the shelf
I ain't even done my part, you was losing on your health
I was fighting for my future you was fighting for yourself
And I ain't mean to lose you I
fighting all my life
C.O.V.I.D. got me gasping for breath
But the prayers of the righteous guide me back to health
Yeah
I wrote this standing on my casket
understandably shaken up by this release
The question everybody wants to know is:
Why'd they get this nigga started? 2Pac, rather Makaveli
Was not available for
She currently- fits the vision- so listen- having my heart will be a mission- you're a mistress at best for now, you can hang about- if we- fuck up
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