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surface area's greater than Pluto
In Japan it's good luck for your kid to cry at a sumo
"Attempted murder" is the collective noun for two crows
Hans

neighborhood
Not bad meanin' bad but bad meanin' good
Time flies by with the boomin' system
Shot by my head, I popped back and I missed 'em
So I kept

the neighborhood niggas love
Pimps, players, suckers, hoes, poor thieves, gangsters, and thugs
Two hood rats were scrappin' over who knows what
The loudmouth one

a personal
Exile, but exile to come back and
Deliver my magnum opus of
A work, and to be outshined…to
Be beat by a girl, basically

This was necessary i think

Jungle cats rise up and assemble.

You dont have to cock you glocks back
To be radical like the spot cats
So stop that, ill turn your matchbox into a box

I look up
Straight up
I gave 'em time, time
Time

Now it's back to me nigga
I took my clique turned it to faculty nigga
Took my operation to factory

like RIP
I dropped 2Pac Back and did it BIG
America's most wanted like Chi Ali
I'm too young to be doing this
They need to see ID
Ross said I'm hot, Tip

like RIP
I dropped 2Pac Back and did it BIG
America's most wanted like Chi Ali
I'm too young to be doing this
They need to see ID
Ross said I'm hot, Tip

Is it on?
Is it working?
One two one two mic check
Yeah
This one for you bro
Twenty seventeen
Happy Birthday
Yeah
You just turned 21
We 'gonna have

band way back in the 20s.  I worked there
with him plum until he went out on the road by hi'self … and it cut me out
again.  And then I started working

the six, let the gators touch this jacket Fendi
With my Glock on my side, with two charges pending
Let my 20's do the spinning, while I'm puffing on doe-doe

Danville Girl

Joel Rafael

The Songs of Woody Guthrie, Vol. 1 & 2

2009

your train roll by?

Nine sixteen and two forty four, twenty five minutes ‘til five.
At nine sixteen, two forty four, twenty five minutes ‘til five.

got me fucked up

And by the way, his name was Terrence but they called him Ced
Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads
Six-two, he good

Look at my plate
Always steak
Thanking God by saying grace

And I'm better than ever
My God lives forever
I've been focusing on doing good than chasing

reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez
and go take about like twenty G's from Gino
Tell that muh'fucker get this nigga next door up out of here
Nigga

is going
Down by 20 per cent every year i just
Talked to the superintendent, met
With Michael Sacks, that’s Ron's
Right hand man so
I think it's

Hit the Parking Lot

Pimp C

Naked Soul of Sweet Jones [Swisha House Mix] [Chopped & Screwed]

2010

the club juss swervin'
Hit the hit the parking lot by the club juss swervin'

Sat it on dem big 6's couldn't play games with dem 20's
That wet paint is

Sweatpants rolled up a little bit
20 grand in each sock
Portfolio full of stocks
I'ma buy back the block
Invest in corporations
Paper into mom and pop's

vibin' on the Westside
Party and bullshit and party

Haha, yeah came back but I never left (yeah)
I'm in my prime like it's
Twenty-three on my chest

don't give no fucks
I get my paper, and everything ad up
Fuck about no hater, my rooms come with a view
Girls come by the two
She stalk my IG, I told

If I had the magical powers 
To redo all the things, most people have written
And if I had those powers, to bring you back here again

I'm

Leaking, funeral preachers rest in peacing
Can't do the time, then don't do the crime
Facing 20 years but turned out 2 to 5
Talking to them people you
Even

that shit like 4/20
And I hit yo' ass with the SIG Sauer (boom)
Had them put you back together like a jigsaw
And I'ma still bring that bacon home
I

determined
By your street buzz
Back this track from this that way
Back spoke about peach fuzz (word)
That's a whole nother repertoire
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