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beautiful to be the man lil one that evil man [Mr. Sancho] holdin the cap of my gun surrounded by copers I'm settin to run out am ownin your crew with
Top notch whips that's What I drive 24 inches rims and tires Hatin' ass niggas can't believe they eyes They starin' me down, and I don't know why
burning lesson learned I know you know that well Oh well Why the red inna mih eyeball intriguing yuh so Mr officer Mr officer Brethren on yuh team done
Stay the fuck out my business you niggas be nosy I stay with my brother just like Zack and Cody I trap out the lobby just like Mr. Mosbey Got
be OG Sick) I- flip them niggas, and I had to whip that shit, gang Get off my dick, lil' nigga, lil' nigga, get off my dick Hatin' ass nigga Y
and a nice pair of kegs Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style You haven't met a guy like me in a while I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake I ain't got no Body By Jake
and a nice pair of kegs Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style You haven't met a guy like me in a while I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake I ain't got no Body By Jake
Think it’s sweet with me I don’t know why you even Call yourself competin' with me I don’t know why they keep mistakin' Me for Mr t and shit he's a clown
up After I cut baby I can’t lay with ya Asked the man upstairs why they hate on us He said probably cause the way got them 8 pointers like MR
to respect this type of person And you got to listen to that type of person Fuck all of that shit (uhh) I'm doing it the way I wanna do it Look, I'm (Lil
six-one blockin' it If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it Poppin' on imposters, fake ass mobsters East side niggas, ain't no stoppin' us My recipe
Still Gave Me That Kiss We Played Four Corners, While mama Barbecue’d The Use To Play The Music & This Why I Love The Blues Stay Outta Grown Folks
they on?) Call em' Mr. Walk Down He don't show em' no pity AR got mods put a scope on a smithy Spin the block out for the one they gone leave lil' bro
Cheeba cheeba, y'all You're all (you're all) Cheeba cheeba, y'all I need (all I need) (don't stop) To get by (yeah, yeah) (W-w-wild, I'm about
call ‘em, He tries solving all my problems By now he should know what I need, ‘cause I don’t need Mr. Fix It. I want Mr. Agree Mr. Sit There and Listen
why I'm still here today Mrs. Bonen-Clark you also knew how to listen I remember sitting in your office For hours I was venting You never judged
still hit 'em, and see inside where the chill bit 'em With heat provided by a lil' rhythm I seek to guide whoever's grippin for wisdom, I'll do what I
It may not mean nothin' to y'all But understand nothing was done for me So I don't plan on stoppin' at all I want this shit forever, mane, ever,
perfect and I want it Why don't you call me I know you horny (I know you horny) An if I cant find you now Then way up in the sky you go Mrs Jamaican girl
can call me Mr Make something out of nothing Whip my ride right down i35 Lil mama right by my side The glocky is right by my side And my brothers ready
at 11: 00 y'all was Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin' Cause them underage bitches had to be To school by 8: 00 My belt always a lil' loose To get a handgun
dumb ass flies They wanna talk slick but don't speak they mind See I hang with real only real my kind If I don't fuck with y'all then you must know why
**** *** flies They wanna talk slick but don't speak they mind See I hang with real only real my kind If I don't f*** with y'all then you must know why
that bitch nigga lose it Man, I'm as strong as this game Ya'll be knowin' my name A young high strung thug Nigga created by pain Livin' my life in
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