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and throw her in sum bape 
Remy, Fendi, that's expensive bait 
100 Benji's I want in my safe
Tryna have my peoples out of state 
With 2 shawties that's

support me shit it's bout time
But honestly it's too late honestly my crew straight
Don't show me no fake love when I die nobody knew Tae got fire on me

Sucker

O.G. Style

I Know How to Play 'Em!

Sucker

[ VERSE 2: The E (& DJ Boss) ]
Time to start the rhyme scheme over (over)
My dog's name is Dick, not Rover (not Rover)
I don't believe in

hood rich
Come and get your girl, 'cause she got me on her wish list
Wipin' off that coral blue #2 lipstick
Used to live at home, but I got my own bread

John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit

Street Smarts

Louis Logic

Sin-A-Matic

hardened criminals know the average Joe's miserable woe
Though they both live by different codes
Niggas don't know how I developed such a difficult flow

on two-fifth
Rolling with the number one clique
We just ripped our first hit
Had the ride and all that
But the night was so fat
We trooped to to get the black

send shots in yo house
Yo bitch is blessed to live
Cause I shot in her mouth
Can't be without the pistol with
This kind of cuban on
Two-kilo grams I need

If you anit moving with us then just move over
You know the gang bang bang we them true solders
You gonna learn today I'll let the crew coach you
I'm

life to forget it
Crew said they would die 'fore I get it
Two times my lips lied so you bit it
Wait, the world is so big, fantastic
I can't stretch

Truth Decay

Lojique

Language Arts [Bonus Tracks]

drunk off your hundred and eighty-proof ninety-percent truth
Ten percent lie you were sent by
Lord of the flies, but angel of light is the alias he went

man
Yeah my crew, ran em' out the fair, call em' munch man

Talking shit, he's trying to diss catch em' by the trash can
Catch his ass, we trying to up

a remix
Kicking flavor in ya ear its the 36 Oooo
Called up the crew cause the beat was bumping 
And they rolled up like i had beef or something
Rondell is

Nah tripling income since ninety two
My left pocket alone worth your grimy crew
What's my point I'm the unknown Bill Gates
Filthy rich MC who was born

thinner
You see he had a troubled youth
His daddy left him when he was two
His mommy was a prostitute
Every night bringing home different men getting

My Life

Wet Boys

Get Wet

1999

Hell naw, I got ta strike
If I want to live tight
Plus ah..we takin over..this whole town
And if you happen to bump into me or my crew nigga bown down

feeling Misch Porter
True say I might step with Harlem
I'm a hundred with gang
And by myself I'm spartan
Them man there doing up bench
Cause they ain't

to speak out
Scary reach out, scream murder and pull the glock out

Cock it back, then tell your crew to relax
Take a deep breathe, now take six to the chest

Timez Up

Mista MC

State 2 State Compilation

baptized
If he didn't he's goin have to goto hell and fuckin realized
No one lives a nice life with me by they fuckin side
Either way you goin die by

its nuttin’ to be proud of 
Yo, grew up on a dumb estate, North side that’s a jumpy place
Where you might get stabbed by your mate and you can’t trust

got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

[Chamillionaire]
Niggaz was throwing

love than Delilah
Gemini two and a half man like Sheen and John Cryer
Limits the sky, no it isn't, there is no limits
Passion can't be denied, and with

age
Seen all my n***** front page 
Taking this shit day by day 
Reminiscing all my n***** looking at all they pictures (pictures)
Gone kill all they

Vivid
QuanF8E
Produced By: BassKids
Time: 3:47
iSRC: ISRC-QZ-YNJ-23-00006
(Intro)
Bitch, you know I balls, girl, I'm two nuts
cnd all our pockets