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the same spot
That's a twenty three with a red dot hit you in ya eye imma tear it out
Like I'm MJ Imma air it out when I pull up in that red eye
Niggas goofy

I count money better than I spell
Came up from nothin', addicted to hustlin'
Yeah, he my dawg, but nah, I don't trust him
She a bad bitch, but she

a movie really live what I rap about bitch
It's a person from the Bricks all over the world
Might catch us in a flick all over your girl
Might catch us in

a dummy 20 for the gram
Told em I need 3 for the zip 
22 and it aim from the hip

Told lil baby I am too lazy
Purple drank shit leave me hazy
On the beat

I'm just trying to stretch
You just want to flex
Part Malcom part DM
One third of the L O
And even though I keep it mellow
But the spot marks X
I ain't

How can you tell me what to do when I live off campus?
Like how ‘bout not
‘Cause I would’ve been there, but you ain’t have a spot
“So sorry, good

the top spot we talking top 10
Down a bottle if you know your going in
Don't fuck with fake people who pretend
Recess, we some kids playing(Recess fuck yo

Rag-top bens with them rag-top lacs
Nothing to a gangsta nigga choak your strap
We live for money, hoes cooking that crap
Them 20" rims and them tires are

the spot look like a brick on me
Shawty been a ten like she from tenne aye
Yeah
If you wanna find me then in the A
Shawty head was weak like it was seven

Get Your Groove On

Mad Skillz

From Where???

1995

they heard they cars got towed
"Sup, what time is this over?" Yo I don't know but it's live
"I paid $20 to get here man" Yeah and I paid five
They got

my boy
I'm not ya boy, not ya bro, or ya potna nigga
But still the same young kid from the mount with a trigger
Aiming to blow for the top spot
Making

fifty)
Let that pistol go when I was nineteen years old (nineteen, uh)
First time I turned twenty, I was cashin' out on gold (uh, gang)
Rich nigga

do nothing
Without him you will pay (yeah)
Without him you're like a ship without a sail

Ayy, damn Face we got that sauce from you
(For real?) i got

I had to duck 
Low from the spot lights//1
Now all I ever see is the moonlight//2
It’s a long night till the sunrise//3
A vato had to pray - I dnt

motion, she gettin' the damn boot
Niggas lyin' like they catchin' bodies, where your shooters at
Pull up in your hood with the smoke, like we Uber X
Make

with me
I live with granny suburbs
Big ass house the Adams Family
Reason ain't coming over
Unless you quite on your feet
I'm hitting from the back
I'm

The Smoke Off

Shel Silverstein

Dr. Demento: The Very Best of Dr. Demento

2001

Grove Street walk-up flat
Where dwelt The Calistoga Kid, a beatnik from the past
With long browned lightnin' fingers he takes a cultured toke
And says,

War Face

Killarmy

Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars

1997

We go to war like tomahawks and Indians
From the wilderness of our villages
Desert commander live on the gorgeous fortress like the sorceress
To build

the heart of a criminal
Damn
Look into the heart of a criminal
Walking down the halls of my past individual
Look into the heart of a criminal
It's oh so cold

the hard life...)

[E-40]
I'm so damn disobey'ish, tryin' ta' get by,
Dippin' and dabbin', slick and slide,
Skippin' and skappin', high as a kite,

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Help Me

You gotta help me baby, I can't do it all by myself (repeat 2x)
If you don't help me daddy
Gotta find somebody else

Put on your

to sell my marajuana
She got spot, Ima take it, trap it out, make a hunnid
All that ra-ra shit you talkin', better watch how you comin'
I got youngins

Ms. Bird

Baby

Birdman

2002

Rag-top bens with them rag-top lacs
Nothing to a gangsta nigga choak your strap
We live for money, hoes cooking that crap
Them 20" rims and them tires are

pullin up estates
Got hoes on my team in 20 different states

Chorus (x2)

meet me in the Trill
it's goin down
meet me in the mall
it's goin down
meet me