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I, I tried momma
I tried
You lookin at me check yourself lil' bitch
Mad at the rydas cause we all rich and shit
Think about what you used to have

Shells flying by ya
Cold world I stay wit that fire
True shit no liar
I'm the new Mixtape Messiah
Xotic Smoke and I'm smokin the beat
JBM Bvski I flow for

What smoke, what smoke
What Smoke, What smoke

They want it, they can get it
Like a lay-by
I don't fly by, but I might, in the night time
But I ride

And its so hard I'm the southern Big Pun
All the ops know what time it is we gon' tootsie slide on the side
Yea I heard they lil diss I just laugh no reply

gon' move me
Bitch I walked out in some Ksubis, uh
This a big tonka, it's roomy, uh
You saying it's smoke then come shoot me
Switching up, y'all boys

that you love me I tell just prove it a deuce in the coup I tell em let’s do it lil jay cap I’m the first one to do it mr put it on the first one

Mic Check

The Click

Down and Dirty

1994

hound
And I'm looking for a bitch that's known foe
I heard she could blow, I want to hook her at my studio

[E-40]
That's right, fool its the Calvary

gun jam
I go by Lil' Walka but still tryna run down
We spend back to back tit for tat like a gun hound

He say he want smoke I got fifty times three

smoke out that piggity, smoke out that pack
Oh you want that lil bitch? Then come and get her back
Nigga been Kizzy, I ain't fucking slatt

Cop a lil

this isn't home
Spendin blue faces baby until we gone
Make it all back by the time I pick up the phone
And lil shorty you are far from a basic
And she

single little thing I got I made by myself
Bring me back a couple months when I was looking at cero
I was stressing get the message I need mucho dinero

frail
On inside mother's womb, Baby braille
c silent scream, a whispered yell
By what could have been, unborn trails
Smoke spirit like embalming fluid

Fresh blue Chucks, checkerboard Vans
Money and power go hand in hand
I'm a young boss man out that boss land
Stirring up smoke, kicking up sand
I got

gon take me I know that
She smoke and chill to AR-Ab
I miss my cup put down the act
I vibe tonight
Tomorrow blast
I'm vibing tonight and then I blast

evident
I keep loving up but you stay silent like you was Mr President


Hook:
Baby I'm in love with you
There's nothing I can do
Know I act a fool, yes

I'm Mr. Stack in my jeans NIKE, No Alexander and McQueen
I'm Mr. I match the fit with the beam Victoria, Ari, Celine
Out in LA, I met up with Sulena

blessing
We on top for whoever asking
Me vs me I already passed you
Said he want smoke and cannot stand me
Stand like a mannequin stay fresh like mannie

No More Worries

Del the Funky Homosapien

No Need for Alarm

1994

momma did 
By the Mr. Mostskill 
I did ya hoe, still 
She's askin' for waxin' and taxin' cause she heard a hoe squeal 
Hoes I'm, getting more plays

and no looking back for us
We got love show love that's love
Say the all you're all that l need to get by
All I need to get by oh oh oh oh

Yeah
I got

style
Million stylee
1mhilly gah de nuff style nuff style nuff style n freestyle
1mhillyon stylee

Mhilly gah de freestyle
Lyrics too tight Mr. freestyle

who even the fuck is that
I'm just that lil dude, a do you rude
And I know I'm up next
I'm just being honest, I'm not cocky
That is not a flex
Nigga I

I'm startin' like my daddy now, I feel like Weezy Baby
And she been bout no smoke, cause we got guns just like the Navy
She lovin' how I fuck her,

better quit speaking on me before it be Gun smoke (pow pow pow)
Moving out the back but we gone meet em at the front Door
Wet em up wit' this 23
Lil Bro

I see your lips are moving
Don't understand a word you say
Tell me how you're doing?
You know that you brought out the worst in me?
Fool myself