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got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

[Chamillionaire]
Niggaz was throwing

Gat still on your hips
If you a thug in your raps
Why you pussy in real life?
A pimp on the mic and buy pussy in real life
Lay my mack down, I ain't

fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he

touched
Feathered Borsalinos with Armani in my clutch
Nigga what, raised by ballers, I'm legit
And if you don't believe, ask Freeway Rick
You don't believe

blazin'
Leave your balls just like they raisins
Martin Luther King yo ass
Then queen yo Freddie Jason
Mercerize your nation
Leave you in a tub of man

the sucking song
Yeah that's my life
See me in the highlights
Walk up on a nigga
Knock 'em out like I'm Mike Tyson
I wanna grow out
Live long and show out
Hit

NYC Where I'm From

Tony Yayo

Bulletproof Radio

2007

the ratchet 'cause that's what's up (damn)
I got a Wizard in DC that chef up O's
So I'm livin' like a King in Sacramento
When I'm out in Chicago I'm on some

Mashin in this hot Coupe De
Ville with blue twisters
I just got it waxed
Now I'm true without a doubt
Dippin down Alondra on my way to the south

a Fire in the Booth
For those that lost limbs
To King Leopald's quota
And those risking their lives for
The P&O to Dover

Power to victims of this

those gangsters
I'm allergic to those bullets
They say Sho be a rapper or a hooper
In Golden State, I'm a warrior surrounded by those shooters
Dad

to listen in
But they ain't gotta talk but they hear right now
Just when I had thought I had it all figured out
God, left that last album I was so confused

a classic
Fags get put inside a casket, cliques get blasted
by them niggaz tatted with dragons

[Chorus]
I'm try'na live one time shine (why can't a nigga

And the albums like the great British blueprint on how to succeed
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I've got a message for the rich, I'm like Robin Hood and I'm coming up quick
In

Trade (come on, come on, come on)
Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire State that's

In New York (ayy) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where

Imaginate

The Former Fat Boys

Rocky Loves Emily

in the club in Champaign they saying Garbe you hot
they like me they can't wait for my album to drop
i won't stop, RaCheer Records don't release no

(Aye)
I would just pray and be thoughtful, try real hard not to run in front car
(Oo)
A couple years back had a break down harder that I ever did back in

LETRAS
The prom is getting over, I did nothing at all
The queen and king are dancing in the hall
Ain't got no friend and girlfriend, it seems i'm all alone

to drown in the juice
Filling up my cups with the crown and the goose
Constantly angry I would just frown and abuse
Mad at the world a king whose crown had

to drown in the juice
Filling up my cups with the crown and the goose
Constantly angry I would just frown and abuse
Mad at the world a king whose crown had

grounding the message
In real life lessons, getting right down to the essence
Then we water that like a fountain when we're counting our blessings
Sharing

You need to just let it shut down and reboot

I'm drifting, is my mind? (Drifting, drifting)
Drifting in mind (Drifting, drifting)
Drifting is my mind?

Little Dizzy had to do it his own
What you mean fake niggas
Gonna come in clean
Aye ho you wanna suck a King? (Right)
Make a movie just to make the league

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not

LETRAS
The prom is getting over, I did nothing at all
The queen and king are dancing in the hall
Ain't got no friend and girlfriend, it seems i'm all alone