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Cause ima pimp by nature and a dog by blood
I'm tryna get her out the club so I can beat up da guts
She on da floo shakin fast tryna show me her thong
But

trying to get some love from me
I’m saying fuck em all
I feel like Jason Tamalolou by the way I fend em off but leave em running more
Got a wifey at my

a dog

News Man Impression
Mr president, who should we blow up next?

Obama Impression well, I know Prince William
He living like a king he don't do shit

a track
I get 5k in 6 hours
I'm bringing in big checks
Building this label and dream brick by brick
Didn't need a loan from anyone to do it
Fuck giving

fuckin' murder by this ballpoint in my right hand
Assassinatin' these beats and I don't need no fuckin' hype man
I quench your bitch's thirst, and I don't

Police pulling up harassing me in my crib
Yelling at me and my family, what pieces of shit
I've been surrounded by more big pigs than the Nine8 clique

I peep the vibe
Never get caught, backin' out alert all time
Like Shaggy, I'm Mr. Lover
Long time, dutty wine it,  get closer ,

Bust it right , night

Gangsta Nation

Westside Connection

West Side Heavy Hitter

2005

trick solder down when you pee lil' bustas

One thing I do know I ain't the uno
Big puno rap sumo on pruno (you know)
I'd like to thank the congregation

want me to break
If I go call the big homie up this is what he'd say


Tuff shit lil bro chase a bag not a hoe
From the way that things are looking you

at the hive, I swear that we be stinging niggas
ran it up on my own time
I did it by myself
Niggas say you needa find a bitch, that shit ain't never help
Bad

sleepin
Heat runs in me

I seem dumb in be
Ginning skum i seem to be
Cunts mislead-ed by what they see in me

Huns see the D
Runts see the freak
Some just

quetes
I feel like lil joker I’m riding round w them eses
Big ol titty bitty beside me drinking my leche
I’m the hardest young hitta out my mothafuckin

Ricky the soprano
Hit a riff on the piano
I take shots when I ain't open
They say life is just a gamble
My lil' man'll put you right on top
Of T just like

Now slow down I feel like the facts not hittin 
I been doing my thang til god came to my wishes to put me on a lil mission
And how I need to slow down

Who do you talk to the phone-
Yeah this that cashmere
I'm Mr. Cashmere
Don't need a cashier
I go crazy when the cash near
All my niggas present all my

on the player better hate The game but we ain't playing by The rules she said she want a bad Man but like the rude boys too
I'm so sorry boo but what the hells

Shooters ballers and the scholarS 
Common goal is profit 
Surrounded by those who are Toxic 

I don't know what to do wit
Negas 
Left me hanging like THey

Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with

bitches
Get 44 stitches if you fucking with my Mrs
You know time is money keep my riches in this wristwatch
Kick off rolling through the green I'm a big

that
The EXIT 
Far from the last, get replaced by the next chick
 
Only go as far as you let me
Don't be mad it him when it's on to the next one 
Wake up

Kid, turn on the TV
I’m 'bout to hit u with a flashback
Someone come and give old Mr Krabs his
Hard earned Money Cash back
I didn't get it when I was

Flip Flop

Yung Joc

Young and the Restless

2007

The Mr. throw the deuce up
Paint still drippin' like it's fresh up out the shower
12 in the cut a couple shots of blunt power?
I rep that fo' five flat

Raised by the streets
Killers all around me
Keep me grounded when I speak
You ain't never seen
Feens nodding wit the lean
Trap house full of use to be prom

Mr. Potato on the barrel
Knock his head off
Ran off on the plug
I just Skirt off
In the pussy beat it up
Just like a jerk off
I like her body bitch