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rang 
If I gotta bitch onna side she with tha gang
Why he running up on the fukin the clique 
Not knowing that I stay strap witta stick
His girl inna

remember my father
The one whose wife was damn near farmer
He helped you out back at MTV
'Fore you left tha Chi filled with glee
Are you why he's a lil bit

Clutching on his Nine
One day them niggas caught em turnt
Lacking caught em by surprise
It was 4 of them && one of him
They let them glizzys Fye
He taking off

half like magic
We chillin in the cut just like maggots
I gotta go off, me and my yotes go march when we got that madness
I had a vision I did an arena

Ratchet
Climb to the top wit no latter
Yea, Yea
uhh, Ynbts lil hoe yeaaa
Whaaa
Im fuckin that bitch on the side
I told thaa bihh gon ride tha bike

shit!
We go down the road 3 deep in 1 car and we snatching like 4 zips!
Ion even smoke the gas im staright to the cash i gotta stay focused!
So many

Smoke weed by the ounce, got me losing focus
Stems seeds, not allowed, gotta finish rolling
You dont know by now, lemme put you on then
Im

was gon' pull it up now, did cha?
Besides, dat's my lil' hommie pullin' dat trigga
I hit the mall by my self, the hood by my self
When I'm in L.A. I

you shop everyday
On tha real like a man, girl please believe me
I don't play
Look here I'm a man by my words
Nigga try to jack you I leave his brains

Yeah Mom's burning up on the ceiling
We was forced to live this life but I'm more than willing
My pops went missing I gotta get my lil brother
It's

Coming 2 Serve You

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls [Clean]

1996

glock cock
And you know I'm screamin' murda mo' murda x2

[Flesh]
Rippin' up, it's yo' St. Clair
Takin' money that's straight, and gotta kick it, chill

gotta role on 
My words rip holes inside the ozone 
Kick ha out tha door she gotta go on 
Let’s  Watch her besfriend get ha throat on
After a nigga nut

lace 'em 
I'm walkin' through Hell
I got an FN loaded up with a laser 
My bitch rockin' Chanel, I put on Balenciaga for all of my haters
I gotta go

out of my business
'Posed to be in Mrs manning
But I skipped to Mrs gilbert
Hold up, let me play calling
Let me sneak out the building
Say, go to car,

to the bay
Ion really give a fuck if you like what I say
You can go n run the fade

Imma go press play
La to the bay
Santa Cruz in tha news
Shawty send me

and let his bitch drive it
I'm talkin' violation
My lil' niggas out here robbin' niggas for
The love of ballin' like Sanaa Lathan
And they some cold hearted

making a wish, I gotta go grind
I know that its only a matter of time...
It's only a matter of time
She pullup at 6ix...
I pull out at 9ine...
She pullup

there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'

get thru it
I been getting side eyes from the one that I love
They know I'm Mr FlyGuy I'm Two High for a Dove
It Walk Down no Drive-Bys they'll do it

Swerve [Drag Blend]

DJ Black

Life Stories: Dragged & Chopped

2008

nines wit tha slap while I'm swervin'
I gotta have tha killa and the yak while I'm swervin'
A for or five hundred dolla stack big swerve
Smokin'

Swerve

Pimp C

Welcome Home Pimp C: Trill Of Trill

2006

nines wit tha slap while I'm swervin'
I gotta have tha killa and the yak while I'm swervin'
A for or five hundred dolla stack big swerve
Smokin'

'm on the rise
The gov't tellin' us lies
Gotta get up with you
Etc.
Mr. Danny 2nd produced

To the fam um just Dan
On records the man
But If I made the beat
Then

The clerks know that I'm paid, so they flirt (let's go)
Still stay down when you stay down, it hurt
Want the change, want the chains, gotta work
Locking in,

ghost.
time is money so, how much you payin me to slit your throat, cus bitch, I gotta go
So mirror mirrored thy own Maleficent
Taste this breath