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Never compare me to too many of em
I'm just a different nigga (I'm just a different nigga)
If you a man of your word and you speaking the real
I can

amazed keep a stick like I'm Tiger Woods
I'm not phased by a lick I'm forever good
I call up Hurk call Apollo man I need a beat
I call up Bayew call up

flyer than Aladdin
Do she got a man it depend on who asking
ABCDEF baby girl knowing Jubi want the G Wagon
They can't see I'm flexing do what I say

names, Ian telling them shit
Cause everybody know the streets talk, so I just been keeping my mouth zipped
My brother Rashad was a real one, but being too

racks
Chat too much it can get too bad
Step away from my mob you don’t wanna get stabbed

21 on my watch but I ain’t no Savage
Time flies by man i have

Who am? I am thine
Brother primed for the fight
All the signs are aligned
I do dine with King's wine
There's no hight I can't climb
I'm a light that

the money counter tired of couting guala
I be smoking woods by 8th
Keep a couple ks if these niggas want problems
I'm been busy plays bitch wanna date
I feel

women
Sonny, I live it, O-10, S5 tinted
Brother Deck, what I rep, S.I., dig it?
Fifty cal' flow, get low
Intro to outro, bout it tho, whoa
Steady,

Bobby G on the beat
Love, life, loyalty, three words that I live by
I'd be remissed if I ain't do this here for the guys
Tried to hide my eyes,

If I got two poles passing a brother, I got my six
Niggas act hard on a nigga, but they not on shit
Bitches always talking out they ass, but they

Coast to Coast Gangstas

Sauce Money

The Streetsweeper, Vol. 1

2003

Mack elevens and M-16's
High caliber, so why try it?
You live by it, so you die by it
A muthafuckin' gun...

[WC]
Who's the man with the strap in his

Yeah, get it
All these other haters so pathetic 
Never wanna give brother credit 
Things will be alright, Mamma said it
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, get it

never die
Stay alive!
Dreams to ball like Malachi
Still reside!
As I look into the sky
With my eyes told my brother Fly high!
Fly high!
All this pain deep

watchin' you for a while
And I've just been really impressed by
You being sold out for the Lord man
And I can't really say that there's too many
People that

Havana Joe, Polo, Girbaud
White tees by Calvin Klein
Footwork two for eighty-nine
Fishbowl watch the chevy slide
Twenty Fours everything buck inside

sure my section ate (8) like the rent low
Never will I let my brother fall off of them 10 toes
If I did I'd be less of a man
If he need help getting up

then you'll remember me

Yeah they'll remember me
I'm sliding with a stick and it came with a beam
Too many haters on the net man get 'em off my screen
I

bottles
Look ahead to the light, although the darkness always follow
Look, he been used to dealing with shit by himself
He too trill, if you his man's , he

Legal Murder

Sho

Trouble Man

1993

A white cop on a witness stand
He panicked, shot a brother so they called him a dope man
And the public has to take it
Because the only thing we know is

Pleasantville, Sugar Land
UGK, Ghetto Boyz
I keep it trill and I stay street
20 ounce so I dunk a deuce and I
Chuck the deuce when I'm slidin' by
Smokin' kush,

the spinner
I know its hurt to hear that I'm givin wood like a splinter but shit
To be honest, I'll prolly feel the same way
I'm lyin if I say I can stomach it

Sex Type Thang

Juggaknots

Re:Release

2003

bothered
But after the tappin she yappin like she want her children fathered
By the fellow I was try to tell a brother that they give they lover fits
In

Shit, so when they see you make it, now they head bow
Ayy, every act I've done, I can stand on it Ayy, if I picked up game, I put my mans on it
Mama told

Gang
Long live my father you can't blame em taught myself to be a man
I love my momma you can't blame her she ain't know this was the plan
Play with