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If I had a penny for every thought,
Or two cents for every time I put my two cents in
cnd saved it up, by the end of each month
I'd have enough

Don't ask me a question about bullshit or nothin' like that cause nigga I'm keepin' it p
I like my hoes kinda short I don't want no tall bitch look

good, keep it p
They talkin' bout reek, don't care, nigga, they ain't sayin' I reek
I ain't even rappin', I been speakin' I was 15
Man, when I was 15,

an actor
Quotin' all these movies and start rappin' like a rapper
You ain't never sold a P, you not a trapper. Every time I leave her house, she say her

make a master(p)iece
Blues rain all over me (let it rain on me)
He keeps it trill in the street, but to me he's so, so sweet

Definition of a hustla

me a plaintiff, huh

Fact check one, two one, two
The stories they telling too good to be true
Like how he just blew up right out of the blue
There's

Yeah, (yeah), I was countin' blues, bitches think they got the clues
I was on three drugs, I was tryin' to read the room
I'ma be the same nigga till

mentored by the universe
It told me that we're meant to be
They said that I was mental incidentally
I told 'em no coincidence no intervention needed
Like

get soaking wetter
So wet she could soak the leather 


Who dat is that came in w the sh*ts 
Listen in and you ain’t saying sh*t 
I be p*mping limping

Uh-huh, 250 b ave the PATH, Man, yeah we on it, uh-huh, L.P
Methods
Learn from the best
Get it off nun left
Smoke in the air you know the Rest
Ah

to shoot
Drop like him too; the new Beetle; who got the Juice
And I am not balding like Kareem, but I'm trying to hoop
Like M-J, twenty-three; Carolina Blue

I'an playing
I'an smoking on what you smoking nigga, this a new kind of weed strand
Getting to the blues, nah, I ain't laying
I'on got a clue of what

batter, y'all better run deep
Cause I'm bout to run home with this one for my team
Rockin' blue with the gold dawg, this one's for the P

I'm not gonna

the dough, kick it in and add cheese
Gettin' phat with a P, it got my sleeves by my knees
Contemplate what God be saying turn it into routine
Seeing my

On the cool, this shit heaven-sent
Niggas say they run this shit, they ain't even a resident
I'ma keep it P, real proper, feel like the president
I

now
I just learned the new language, Coca, Blue Hunnids, Migo taught me that
Did I do it right, am I sayin' somethin'? I be all out in Miami
Fuck around

i was raised to be a victor
And im clutch like a field goal kicker
Judge a kid by his weapon, house ball V
We at the alley haven't seen em in weeks
So

on Hov type of status what it matter to you 

Might cop the 6 4 and just powder it blue

Have mya on the hood 
And stuff her pocket with loot 

That’s how

for lion, who lets out a cry

M is for moon, shining bright up high
N is for nest, where baby birds lie
O is for octopus, in the sea
P is for panda,

Thought it was love
Thrusting gripping her hair (Tessica)
She won't find a replica
Anything after is settling
Now she regret it
Gem in her eye
My P is for

racks
P.O. box with my name, I'ma get the sack
The way that I be movin', movin' with the pack
But I still go and step up by myself, nigga, like I'm Shaq
I

collectin' dust that's where you should've been
But I was blinded by the fakin' shoulda known that you wasn't in with me
I'm disappointed in the fact I let you

I was down bad you ain't know how it felt
No, you ain't know how I felt
Dropped everything and put you on the shelf
Look at me all by myself
They

We Some

Big Ed

The Assassin

1998

and sausa
Commanded by the colonel p, don't like it we lost ya

[big ed]
Chorus

Nigga I say shit like dips quick to empty out clips
Big ed and steady mobbin