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Lyrics bang from thirty feet to blow y'all niggas off your bar stool
We back, to wet'cha, the flawless, the wallus
Regardless of your colors, Tha

Makin' 'em last forever
Who would've known
That when we were older
We'd only half remember
Taking its toll
I'll still make it home
By the twenty

True
It’s Kunta, Kinte

LYRICS PUBLISHED BY: PROMOTER MUSA

ice
No matter how far
I go Ima be by your side

Follow the lights
Go, go
I want you to leave
You'll be better on your own
If my thoughts were ridiculed

a microphone now the world is ours
Yeah I was down bad steady lookin for a girl
Till I started writing lyrics then my life it did a twirl
Never wanted to be

Niggas come around here, niggas dead by arrival
We'll get you a couple, you die by your bride

You gon' go to mainstream and go die by your idol
You

I like 'em tall skinny
Thick thighs big titties
Bad bitches by the plenty
I don't know why I'm so addicted
Euro, Russian, Rican hoes
Black gals I

stuck in my mind
Like a prison
Your voice is something
I loved to listen to
For hours
Your effect stayed with me
Twenty-four-seven
Bleach my eyes from

I Don't Wanna Party Wit U

DJ Quik

Balance & Options

2000

underground
Yeah right by the water, can't do right by ya daughter (no)
But look at all the shit that I done bought her (hmm?)
See lyrics ain't nothin' if

bitches
Yeah, you damn right, can't even fuck with 20% I need a limo fuckin' tinted
I got lover on my sleeve, but I been single for a minute

Keep it real

speechless
Ima conquer cons cause them weakness
Niggas can't understand son read Genius
I'm 20 sum' thon ain't seen naw precinct
20 sum' thon ain't seen naw

the underdog, 199th pick
20 years later, dozen championships, he's still nice with
Yeah, I am the underdog
You motherfuckers ain't seen me coming
You gonna put me

Ahh it’s a new year new money
Face down ass up you can do it honey
Focused on the beat writing down lyrics
Catch me in the centre come by the civic

Never could you copy 'cause my style's quite odd

Select the best concepts, context to rhyme text
Plus a twenty dollar bet, niggaz flexi wit da tech

get rich or die tryin

Faced the shit 20 times I'm not lying
Life kicking my ass I'm not crying
Faced the shit 20 times I'm not lying
Life kicking my

Cali Iz Active

Tha Dogg Pound

Cali Iz Active

2006

suckin' on a blow pop
Put your seatbelt on, let me make the fo' hop
I get out and Crip Walk on the block
Left hand on my glock, 20 Crip and it don't stop

can roll wit us
Or you can roll and bend
Whatever you do
Just keep rolling
With a grin
Stay with lyrics
Buss hard like a mac ten
All in
Twenty four

on

I been here for twenty-nine but I just start livin’
I just start livin’ dawg
I got the privilege tell the driver roll up the partition
Roll that up

prime
Used my pain to rhyme now I'm thinking of some new designs
Couple homies I knew addicted to them white lines
Healing by myself man I know how

Fun summer runs in the sun
Old skool jams RIP Big Pun
Kid Cudi Hums on eight hundred and eight drums
Get outdone by me why you stunned
Been had it

This ain't your day so don't try to play Morris (I what?)
I bust backs with lyrics that break bones like bats
Crack my knuckles, get touched by

Music

Outsidaz

The Bricks

2001

Like 40 years old, still pickin' average poems

[Young Zee]
And now it's on, ya niggas want to get beat
Just bring that shit around 20th Street

up motherfucker you can't be broke forever
It is time to be the man you are way to clever
Just keep writing lyrics you can only get better
Think

CAN SAY NOTHING THEY CAN SAY WILL MAKE ME SUCKER FOR IT!!!

Lyrics By: Lord Veil 12/7/20 1:00PM