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the finest rice
I had to go up catch em by suprise
I promise you'll quit fore i reach my prime
Everydays new prime keep the truth in mind
I gave helping hands

Keep being myself bet a label will find me
I ain't opposed to the Interscope
I'm putting you rappers right in my scope
Yeah this rifle equipped with

I sit back and kick it to relax but I can't[00:12.38]'Cause I seem to have a genie in my mind like a lamp[00:15.14]I'm thinkin' up some wishes but

Maggie May

Travis Collins

Start the Car

2005

and that's what really hurts.

The morning sun, when it's in your face,
Really shows your age.
But that don't worry me none.
In my eyes, you're everything.
I

Mind blown
cfter she lick ma dick
Like a snow cone
She say
She want to be alone 
But she can't function without me
She my mind drone

In the kitchen 
cnd

of an era
Spark a flame and Spiral in it
I been on top of my flows
Trampled all over my shame
I don’t complain
Now they be saying
I’m making a hot
But niggas

more
Next thing you know, I have the IRS knocking at my door
I got my man Gary and his Pops

I got my man Gary in his Pops
I got my man Gary in his Pops

em 
But I still do right by my kids as a dad I met the standards 
Still be active like bitch dese niggas acting cdam Sandler 
Get the chance I spank em

not confused by they marketing plan
These labels using these Youngins
For Deeper targeting plans
You see they, don't really care about you or me

and he's fine

I said Mike:
YEAH!
Where d'you get your leisurewear?
I got my tracksuit from a shop in Aberdare
I wears my gold outside of my shirt
And I

just can't take it with us
I'd be in the silver city flexing, hanging with some women
That's not my main intention
Can't even think these days
I been

Man, fuck Ashanti and them big dicks and my brother and shit
Fuck she on, fuck she talkin' bout
How long I'ma have that, peanut hair that, yo,

In Tha Hood

Big Pokey

Flow Masters Vol. 1

2006

And make some motherfuckin' shit happen, man
This ya' boy Yung Joc; you know Block Entertainment
And my motherfuckin' nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Hey,

In tha Hood

Trill N True

Hood Certified

2008

And make some motherfuckin' shit happen, man
This ya' boy Yung Joc; you know Block Entertainment
And my motherfuckin' nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Hey,

and
Come on roll out with me
Want you to be mine, You should come Outside, step into my ride, we gonna have Some fun tonight
How you do it
Don't know how you

rough
Been cut by a blade
Ain't talking haircuts
Man my nigga got grazed
Bullet hit him in his head
True story !
Met that nigga last month
He told me

Oh, I swear my emotions are the enemy
Be dead by now if I'd have
Done what they were telling me
Whisper lies, but they sound like half-truth

Let me sit back & reflect on my memory 
Can't name a nigga who bitching me
Raised by my mother but no ain't no bitching me 
Most of these niggas be

some killers but I'm 10
Toes down by my muthafuckn self
I don't need to gang bang cuz the 
Only thing I claim is the music in
The city and it's bout

How you wish the worst but still wishing me the best
I'll never understand scratching my head
You either love me or you don't ain't no in between
Ion

you safe[02:19.27]Your my summer star[02:20.76]You shine so bright[02:22.38]I turn off the light but still I can see you shining

You came out in front when I was hiding
Listen to the melody
Listen to the melody
Listen to the melody

Look mama I made it
We graduated from

time
You know pressures on
Oh my
Oh she get to stepping
Hoes in my direction
Don't forget your blessings
Oh the flows exceptional
Race I'm erasing
Night

Neggas love to talk
But they don't really wanna rumble
I was raised in the jungle
You can tell from my hunger
For a shot like a jumper
Kick it like