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Don't Be a 304

AMG

Trespass [Original Soundtrack Clean]

1992

And baby, I don't want neither
Bitches or hoes, I keep my shit in my Girbauds
or wrap it up tight in a jimmy hat
for a red bombudd and a hootie mack
L.A.,

Don't Be a 304

AMG

Trespass [Original Soundtrack]

1992

it strapped off?
I got a girl, now my dick it need a little rest
Can't be a freak, AIDS killin niggaz every week
So when I see the booty on a cutie

lurking, and it turns red, his white tee
Look, why y'all actin' like you bitches?
When I pull up with my niggaz, we gon leave you with some stitches
And I'm

get all up inside now she a crucifix, inhale it light the spliff & I get high look like a hookah lit. 2 to 6, K for verse or show that's up to you

for all my family, and my brothers, probably for my son
Man I'm doing it, since I'm up I'm living marvelous
Man I been through so much pain
Put that in

And Ion do It for promo
Every move I make 
I try to learn on my own so
I can be aware of every project I'm on hoe
You like the way I rap 
Wait till u see me

drug dealer niggaz telling a tall tale
Look at your reflection to see which one is you
Gotta feed my kids and this months rents due
I lost my job and all

bestfriend for life
Kindred spirits alike
When I’m blinded by shit
Your contact gives me sight
Like an unguarded Jordan
Made me look for an open mic
To my girl

I just wanna glo like keef. Sad songs in them pistols u should keep the peace. Is it me or my demeanor make these bitches tweak. All I did was give

give a fuck about a coupe in a coupee
im rambo unkillable undestructible fuckin all raggamuffin all alone
in my 2X2 meters studio.
welcome  welcome

doin it?! making all of these chicks sick
Smooth how you moving it to the music wit Q I'm  lit
Henny I'm my system I'm gettin hammer ya to legit
I'm

Hustling right in front of my mama, Ms. Gladys
Chasin paper paper chasin, look thats all we know
Comin through the neighborhood on them 24s
Bet a thousand,

Mary-Go-Round

South Park Mexican

Straight from the Streets Presents Houston Hard Hitters, Vol. 1 [#2]

1999

and let all my niggaz hit ya
I got your picture on all my walls
Mama caught us kissin' wanna call the laws
My family thinks you nothin' but trouble

connections
Bitches won't leave me alone she stay by my side just for protection
I'm in the VIP she got on her knees just to get inside my section
I fuck that

your bitches be doing the snapping for me , violating you horny niggas, 
I just be chilling with my niggas that’s it, 
I don’t be chasing pussy I’m clean

Rumble Young Man Rumble

Juelz Santana

What the Game's Been Missing! [Clean]

2005

keep the four squeeze the four
Hustle all day in the streets so long
If the feds ever decide to come
We all going down for the motherfucking reaper

Off the top Imma murda
My whole life been a murda
But I stand tall
Call me Shaq Kobe
Cuz all I do is ball
Yeah the top of the key
Yeah straight net

team riding 
We sliding 
Wit em heaters 
Y'all niggas 
Goofy 
Male groupies 
Dick eaters 
Yeah 
U got a squad 
But my mob is deeper 
Stand on that shit

a knee in my back
Knee on my neck I’m upset
Beggin fa help
Guess I’ll just die by myself
Losing for Erbody else

I can’t breath why you just sit n record

My nigga that's all i do
Yea bitch i'm a G
Don't get me wrong i thought u knew
By the way your pussy lips are hangin there's nothin new
Trippin bitch u

sleeves
I cannot compete with yaal got familly to feed
Nigga Im a diffrent breed
For my bros I'll bleed
Soo many times this niggaz turned their back on what

a stranger drop on you like an anchor
Niggaz hatin bitches choosin I be movin with the shakers
Money makers take measures to get to the treasures
Gettin mine

bad bitches
I got the oral of a hustler see the swag dripping
Shooters on both sides like ninety five Pippen
Never once hated I just waited my turn my

I'm still wildin' out in my fitted cap
You can find me where da millions at
I ain't bout all dat talkin' all dat chit chat
I'm dressed in all red