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to swerving on'em (Ahh)
Then you roll up on'em like (Hahaa)
Hoe you know I'm making plays
I'm headed to the racks
Wit a whole fist of slap
Pussy nigga shut yo

life to you
I would sign away my constitutional rights to you
You know exactly what I want
So just pick up the phone
Okay baby?
Now let me tell you baby

Yeah, they know they fucked up when they let a P bitch through the do'

Ok, look, bitch
Na-na-na, boo-boo, your nigga love me (ha)
He gon' spend them

I'm fresh out of favors
Hey
I fucked her make up
6 in the morning I told her to wake up
Wake up
Boo face up
Put on ya sneakers and lace up
Bounce
I'm so

maneuvered away
Stuck my feet up so the bullets hit
My shackles and I watched two break
I was free katy P yelled
"You will rue this day!"
She sent 2k dudes

a track

Here's something for an attack
I'd clash you with the clan

I'm the man, Here's the plan
Was never given anything by hand

No Silver Platter man

do it when we wanna get in
By any means necessary to
Impress their friends
Now you done sucked everyone up in my crew
And then spanned off suckin'

it b I'm tre five mafia
He mad because I got her panties feeling like aquatica
I told her I could make the p sing like Monica
Aye...running up these

making bold move's
In realm where there's no rule's
Money making phone call's
To tally up them total's
Still living by my word
Only juice and the herb

Step thru da jungle I lace up my boots
Get da packs by da ounce while I sip on da juice
Nigga God made a way gave me clues to da blues
Nigga got

get sunny
You know I'll put a bitch in her place
Hit up D3 and you know it's giving "what lace?"
He mesmerized by the body, he in love with my face
All

still I’m Focused on the Music.


No one ever calls to check up on Me
So I Maintain writing bars 
Papers full of Al Green
If it is not about my son please

up by one time
And I'm back on my fucking way to county jail
Niggas tell ome on da streets
That my pussy for sale
Peter Pipper, pick a pepper
Yo I'm

Don't know where I am going
Came overseas we FOBs
First Family 4 Life like M.O.P.
It's the land of the light tryna plant our seed
That's a evergreen tree

Rockefeller
Shout out to Hov
Im daddy to rap
I'll rock you fellas
Three 4's (444)
All these angels living in the beast
I was tapped by one
R.i.p Della Resse
Now

like y'all should know who I am and
Discover what you listening to
Who the fuck am I

I go by the name of Real Prophecy
My philosophy is to kill the game

eye but never start no beef
My tolerance be low so I don't chase the heat
I only wear a check when I lace my feet
But now I chase the cheque by floating

Laying in a puddle full of what I was
Looking up had me dissolving in the sludge
But I'm good
I spent forty days and forty nights
Pen and the pad

Threesome

Jay Tee

Latino Velvet

1997

I got her
All up in her face
She's straight lace
It's paper chase and taxes to the thirdy
And dressed to impress if the tram-bitch worthy
Don't

Now she hot like a basin (woi)
Don't say it, just save it (woi)
All my shoes got laces (woi)
Don't make badman blaze it (yeah)
Anytime that I jump

watch yo' step

Fast or slow pace my flow lace
Tracks this cat'll throw bass
And don't waste steps and go
Chase broads to no place
Master streets, impress

Aye Retro you a fool for these beats
Fuck with me I shoot that bitch like Swaggy P
Rollin c-low
Stackin green
Sippin on promethazine
Now he alive by

the deals d-o-p-e selling for my nigga fa'real
Dat ain't nuttin dat I had to do 
Thrill ride I'm coming too
OG had to scold me sticking to the script cuz da

come first
You trust me with all your insecurities
The real meaning of comfort
So I hope you never change, hope you never change
Switch up or become shy