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Big Easy and I'm bouta punch in man
I'm nothin but net but you just a backrim man
I'm a boss and you just a lil kid man
Talk to me again I'm throwing

of this money is new
I get a bag on a regular
Got a bad bitch on my cellular,
She keep on hitting my line up
Fuckin' that bitch on a regular
I hit yo bitch

the grip, boy I'm with the shits
I'ma live like I'm about to die, Nina by my hip
That's my bitch, yea I love my bitch, I'm in love again
And I keep her

Now you textin me yo man aint home
Im runnin outta time
But i just checked my tempeture
34 degrees
This aint the tempeture
You met me on
Im cold
Ice

Mouth Talking get you knocked 
Up off yo feet 

Clean ass bitch but you know 
That I get dirty too


Pretty as bitch I know some 
Niggas that’ll murder

bringin'

Runnin' this flick like I'm Vick
Gotta buy a kit wit' a lift
Hella tracks sittin' on a disk
Know they want to get it like this

I go by him

the house
Met this lil shorty, she like to play with her mouth
But she'll never say that she bout it

Im in and I'm out, bae goin' up
But I got a bitch in

dummy to keep them all hummin
I do this all summer, ain't losing my numbers
Were 2 different levels, got 2 different jumpers, he utters
Now you lil cocky

chasin' pep, yo freaky ass, chasin' hoes
Niggas backdooring, they mans, boy, I can't trust a soul

The only thing that I trust is this money and his pole
If

We on the same thing (For real)
Bitch keep fucking with the help
Fuck 'em with the (Ehh, we cappin')
Mad 'cause I done cut her off 'cause
We ain't

Aye DJ we finna run this shit in 2’s... talk to a nigga
Yea, yea, yea
Ima slimey nigga, yea you better keep yo shawty tucked (I’m slime)
Been

matter what they say you can only be a king once
Yo king's dumb, I'm in control of my kingdom
Guarded by God's army and nobody could ever breach them
Be

yo drip lil bitch it's stolen
Bitch that ain't my dick my stick is pokin’ 
I don’t care if she knows the bitch shouldn't been nosey 
My life wasn't

yourself,You gon yell just like this, mouth of piss, take a xan, you relaxed, for a hit,Sold yo' ass, fucking slave, to the grave, never shave, brain wave,Like

the news
I catch an opp, knock him out his shoes

They say, "Why that nigga runnin’ with the
Heat? He keep on wantin’"
I done made it out now
It's like

Yeah

Yo lemme talk to ya
Yo lemme me tell em

Yo lemme talk to ya
Yo lemme me tell em
   
Check it
I've been chasing this girl
She tat a frown on me
So

On My Way Out

Big Syke

Be Yo Self

1996

Let's make a deal I get killed, by a black
If I do, gimme my life back,
On the attack mode, ice cold as I dip ghetto block
Blunt in my mouth, hand on my

murdered them fakegods down at Krenshaw and Seasigh;(
And you can go and keep that
My girl so fkn chill
Im the fkn big mouth
Go try on my grill
I said baby

When it comes to the money, that's a pick to the six
Yo bitch was a fan before I started rappin'
No cap in my rap, I just be snappin'
My niggas, they

know bout you but I got traits enough just to keep it cool 
Bust the ceiling out the roof you think I’m playing by the rules? 
Can’t even do I do if I

she gone run her mouth
Can't leave the crib without a strap
When you raised up in the south
I was raised up by an OG nigga
Always got it out
Now they

Draco got a lil kick back
Break a xanny bar down
Like a kit kat
No chit chat
Where them zips at
Addict number two number one had a relapse
Feeling

ur cell phone
and put it high in da sky light up da buildin know what I'm talkin bout?
And I wantcha do it…right now!

Hook
I keep plenty plenty

Jump Off

Lotus

Escaping Sargasso Sea

2007

worldwide
All my playas in the hood stay fly
And if your ballin let me hear you say right (Right)

Yeah, to the what, yeah, oh, yo, keep your bread up,