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ain't really tryin' to put this on as somethin' that it's not
But nationwide tours man I guess I really pissed 'em off
Tryin' to make a name by slingin'

That nigga for real
Big LBG, do this shit with no deal
In the H at the top of the hill
I'm the king of this beat, got my slimes in the field

Pac blue

stay full like disposables
Buddy, I don't know of you
Baby got those Oprah boobs
Big bills,
I hope it's blue
Popping Smoke like it's for Woo
I'm from

Circle of Tyrants

Ill Bill

The Future Is Now

turnin blue
You'll be beggin someone to pull me off you
When I'm stabbin you I offered you a chance to leave
You'll only understand when you bleed

in a case but it just got lifted
Hit a three on two times two, that's ten-man serving 'em one-by-one (line it)
Hop out dem 4 by 4 on three-man, got

on the steering wheel
Foot up on the gas
Whipping to the dollar bills
In a black mask
Might get a triple kill
If the gat blast
Yo ass getting jacked still
I ain’t

big money in my pocket, tryna get it
I got six hundred that's due for the rent, shit
But it's already spent by the end of the month
Food runnin' low in

I'm drillin
To a greater worth and
Take my purpose to some
New heights New Times
Black clothes Blue Lines
Grow high Smoke trees
Blow like we don't

'm convinced that your mood is something you choose
Oh you sad? Take this tiny violin and play the blues
Oh now you mad? Cause' you looked inside when I told you

I Have a Dream

Group 1 Crew

Group 1 Crew

2007

I'm gonna do everything that I've promised
By remaining honest and praise to my God I'll pay homage
Take my parents out the stress that they've known

I seen way more fucking body bags than some Gucci bags
If the cops ever make me stop, then we finna crash
And shit, they want me blue black like their

Weak Become Heroes [Album Version]

The Streets

The Streets: Weak Become Heroes [Remix]

2003

with lust
All of Life's problems I just shake off
Yo, mad little events happen
Things might pan out in a few blue
Maddens are like the toilets
Big

that I sold weed
Hooked on them pills for real
I couldn't feel I almost ode'd Brody up late selling Krillz
Started to hit shit big flips
She threw some

about my life goin' from them fuckin' rags to riches 
Instead it's about my dick goin in your bitches
cfter me and your girl fuck I take a thousand

I'm like, how
By putting this heat down on a sick track
Take the game back

All you other motherfuckers just rap whack
That's a fact
Where they be

'm feeling like Itachi
I been feeling blue, cop a couple for the thrill
We could hit the town we could blow a couple bills
Give a little time, I could have us

If I ain't the greatest then I'm headed for it
Surrounded by the most devoted clique we ain't never sleep boy
My hairline faded but my bank account

shit gave me chills
Flipping though hunnids got blue on my bills
Cash for the mansion we got in the hills
Money it's new I don't need no damn pension

cash man I’m talking about lieutenants
 Tenants tenants all yall tenants
 Hip-hop my house and my niggas got the senate
 Minutes hours keep going by 
My

distracted by ya friend (Oowe, I want him)
I can work em. I can twerk em 
Rip his pockets but won't hurt em 
Take his pot and watch me stir it 
Hit the lights

don't need a stunt man
I'm getting big wheres my camera crew
Flows brisk, i've made some mountains move
There's no need to get me auto tuned
Don't feel

'm in between the line
This thought so rare
I might have to decline
Got a thang on my 12 and one on my 6
Carved like some dimes, big bill shit

Now if I

on your nose
Knows bleed go wipe

Running through the city lit
WIth my UTM crew
Trying make broke niggas rich
All we want is them blues

Trying to be by

Blown Away

Buckshot

The Rude Awakening

1998

back to bill yo

On the bricks side where it's real for sho
But what's really buried deep in the mind, no one knows
My peeps keep me grounded, so my