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a hoe but I'm just really trying to tie it up
Ain't ready for the industry cause you don't want to die enough
Non complacent with the style to me I can't

I was raised to be patient
Get paid on the daily
Get paid by the payment
The people
The streets is what makes you
I stayed long enough for

flow kush got me low low leroy brown bad batter and mr Loco
And if you didn't know now you know hoe
Who got the underground in a choke hold
This the new

it's not over yet 
We on fire and you sparked it 
Think you gone mess with the fam
Then on your back is a target 

I swear I'm 5 steps ahead
That's aka

you will be included
And triple L that be the team
I'm fucking your hoe and put it in her spleen
My flow is so sick and that bitch is extreme
And I'm

on my face
If you see me with green then I'm ripping it up
Fucked on a bitch that little bitch gave me hickies
Twenty-five K for some D's it's like Mickey

Ebonics

DJ Pooh

Bad Newz Travels Fast

1997

taught in the classroom 

But to us it's nothing new (naw) 

You hear it on the avenue 

Even on the bus, at a barbecue 

It's spoken, by people of all

comprehend in your prefrontal cortex

Victorious for squad, cause you know P Diddy rock
RIP Drakeo, make 'em Hun Diddy Bop
P S Fortnite in New York I like

we in New York
Hold on fire, I hold a torch
L.A. came to get me in that Mozzie, now she got a Porsche
Keep on buying choppers for the hood, ain't got

say what I do
Know some college girls out in Colgate
Gettin' cheesed by the whole crew
Dubbin' texts with I-L-Y
Only answer I-O-U
Like my bad it ain't

this whole album off a zip
If I want it, it's mine now I got a new whip
If I want it, it's mine
I need my own damn crib
If you want it, manifest and pray

Club shine five racks
Here you go play with that
Battles crack popping off
Stay lit Molotov
Need God Jesus Christ
Talk to him for advice
Brings peace

to the beach, you got me stuck
Girl, why the fuck you do this to me?
Nowadays it's just, where is you goin'?
And who is it with?
I swear relationships don't go

Mash for Our Dreams

The Storm

Death Row Archives: The Soundtracks

2007

mind
Complete the potion, homicidal blindness
Gotta buck with a mission to violence
To please the silence 
Hear the whispers of my fo'-five

bitches 
When I spill sickness 
I'm Viola Davis 
Dirty nurse with pill switches 
How I keep losin my patience 
All u ever do is say shit 
I'm movin thru

I have no qualms with that
Keep doing what you're doing, wack shit I'll file it under
While I rhyme with that broke nigga first album hunger
I'm

feeling right again; cool, like the air on
From here on, know that this sauga flow is heroin
Addictive, something you never thought that you'd get with
But

shaka's 
Small head-build, means you the small-time nigga 
With small thoughts, and small means, of gettin' small figures 
By all means, expedite, "Live

weather
Ain't settled with less and they said I'm addicted to money
But you see addiction is funny, I'm having a laugh
Fuck it, I ain't looking back when

We haven't talked in a minute
I had a dream that you called but you didn't
I'm in New York for the fall then I'll probably hit a wall
After all

to some New York niggas

I'm not talking to
But I ain't gon' act like, you know what I mean
They done helped me develop
Um, shout out to IDK

Uh, IDF, my

"People of New York! For
Quite some time now, I've
Silently observed you carrying on
With your silly
Meaningless little lives well, tonight
It will

Taking A Chance On Love (Lyrics)
Written by V. Duke, L. LaTouche, T. Fetter
Performed live by Linda Purl

I thought love's game was over
Lady luck

You watching me you got to stop it
The fellas keep the pocket rockets
They follow me like paparazzi
The dollars is the hottest topic
I'm top five top