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sliding with some fat shit to knock off his shoulder the size of a boulder
Leave three holes in his head like we bowling
6 9 niggas be internet trolling

used to run real low hit Gavelston by three hoes
Had big dreams making small profits, back when I was copping from niko
Fake friends I dont need those,

looking all smelly

Jumping around with a big ol' belly
Better not come on the plane or I will go clinically insane
Speaking of clinically insane
If I don't

M.C. Escher abstract through my perception/
Never give in to the media's power of suggestion/
Divide and conquer from big brother to the sponsor/
Flames

such a useless student
I almost flunked out I brought the funk out I had to do it
When i was 16 I took some acid and dreamt some big dreams
But now I

make a sound
He was just lying in bed, waiting to be found
On paper, he had bare support from all around
all the brothers and dad grieving too, a big

My cousin tryna call me
Im just tryna drop a hit
Its a fucking 3 peat

Hold On Gunna Gunna
Watchu Wanna Wanna
Hold On Gunna Gunna
Watchu Wanna Wanna

the mission 
Losing yo brother do you really know the feeling 
And if you went through it can you help me find the healing ?
Free PE and them big dawgs out

down by 3 I gotta risk it all
Wanna shoot da shot but my homies told me to pass da ball
Fuck it took da shot if I miss da shit den we all gun fall 
Made

Grate Unknown

Heltah Skeltah

Nocturnal

1996

to get hyper
I strap on bombs and blow your face up like Stryker
Yo representatives light up another ? Spliff, while I dip, by the way
(smack) big up

Don't tell me sh*t about them up north hard winters
You wasn't three deep with a dog in the car with us
Two degrees woke up freezing lost all feeling

a bitter and coarse wrangler,
Could have been worse, I tell you, my father was a mangler.
My brother turned to god, he won't let go his bible,
But everytime

Those brothers is dead
I don't even like what they said
What are they talking about man
Tell em' again

Listen homegirls let me talk to you
Girls may be

Stay away from the chit chat
Say you with the big racks
I ain't seen a dollar comin
Through you must've spit that
Hit em take my shit back
Only make

Chopped up by Michael Watts or that OG Ron C
Flossin' with Damien in the 88
Jammin' that thuggish ruggish bone
Three years later I'm on that Nolia
Bustin'

(Ho)
(Do we get to say wikki-wikki-wikki again?)
Wikki-wikki-wikki-wikki (shut up)
Wikki-wikki-wikki-wikki

Three words to the whack, step yourself

fuck by your system, that's evident
Puts bullets in a brother at a club back to ignorent
Special shouts to big boomer, personal autograph
And shouts

Hook 3:
I got no hallways in my home 
I need to put in work
My guests gotta use the same bathroom 
I do my dirt 
Because I thought I'd have a mansion 
By

the jungle can
(Phew) jack man
Scooped ten 12 Pros by three o'clock
(Jack man) morphing up like a Power Ranger
Off this three of Wock' (Phew)
Bitch blew me out

trust a shank, when I cheffed up-, bent
I know this hammer ain't no jammer
But I still don't trust this skeng (big beretta, big berretta)
I don't even

Glee, glee, glee, glee
(Brr, brr, brr)
Look

In my city, I'm big, I'm grande
But my enemies come like Ariana
I spent nights pon the corner

Last Blunt

The Coup

Kill My Landlord

1993

afternoon cause I can find a job anytime 

Step off my behind I'm in a Doobie Brothers state of mind 

Run-D.M.C., AT&T, yo they both Be Illin' 

I

that's when I heard the telephone ring
It was my homie named Gee, big baller from around the way
Said he had a party and he wanted me to come
And I

could hold yo nephew, Big Dude yo twin
And to Joe, my brother, we got Kookie together
Even tho we don't talk everyday, my nigga we locked in forever