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that makes you goo inside
When homie got me cracking up and she don't even try
Me n the girls at sunday brunch kikiin it up till five
Mama makes THAT

Make sure your flesh gonna rot up, bones turn into sawdust, guts gone' turn to goo
I show no mercy or demonstrate what I think of you

Gizmo is

me
To a list of problems longer than he snoozing
On all my albums that's alarming to me and with each stack up the result's
excuses
What he lack is

(Fire extinguisher in your face, nigga)
(Yeah, yeah, nigga, that's my nigga, what up?)
(It's real)
(It's all in)

Ayo I'm done selling drugs

you got to Know
Lately ive been thinking as Time slowly pass by
I really got this aint no way i Will let go
Stick em up lift it move em up
Take it do

in the bay
I'm probably OT
Somewhere tripping in the bank
I don't play by the rules like I'm Zaza
Got them babies on me
Ain't no fucking goo-goo ga-ga

got sum niggas get rid of yo ass (For real)
End up in a coffin (Daamn)
Caught em lacking at the crib by himself
Maculay Culkin (He's Alone)
Caught em

retreat, we won't run
Putting down the space goo, the battle has begun
Representing bravery, we continue fighting
We will never give up. Victory is with us

at what stood up on me
I can tell the vibe by how you kiki on me
Got them GG on me
We gon get too high 
Roll two or three

Pull Up on me
I’m gettin’ horny

got sum niggas get rid of yo ass (For real)
End up in a coffin (Daamn)
Caught em lacking at the crib by himself
Maculay Culkin (He's Alone)
Caught em

you back I wish I could
I let Riley on a hook
Sell out shows that get so booked
Go against me you get cooked
Thinking that on the come up
Talking bout

only just a half past ten
See I'm the only whore in town
And my cunt's full up with goo
Just let me wash a little out
And then This Bud's for you

Cuz

Who Stole My Last Piece of Chicken?

Organized Konfusion

Organized Konfusion

1991

came and sat by my side
and said, "MmmmmMMM! You know I smell good"
I said to myself, "Please oh please reverend now would
you speed up the sermon so I

True Fuschnick

Fu-Schnickens

True Fuschnick

1992

I don't want to grow up 'cause I'm a True Fuschnick
We got a million styles that we compile
That we can play with

I'm a true, what? I am a true

the shotters, he don't turn one into two
Told her suck up all the goo, take that road and leave no clue
Two real sisters wanna fuck me, I'ma purchase one

you'll be found
I let the fever get the best of me now what have I become
Dirty secrets hang by threads tap my head I'm so evil
Wake up and I get check

these bitches Treeing hits
Big hungry actin like she want sum
(What)
These knuckles boney I'm gone lump some
And if you run up on a bitch Hello welcome

Stagnant boi
Due to constant infractions
Cooking up wit Fox
Got no time for distractions
Evian for the soul
Bring hydration to blackness
Tighten up

gonna hop up in the benz
Didn't wanna be your mans
Boutta throw some fuckin' hands
And you know I got them plans
(Yuh, yuh, aye, aye, less goo)
Then we

Thought by now I'd be a better man
OoOoAaaaa
Told my ma, "I tried" but that was all I had
Life just rips me out of Neverland
AaAaAaAaAaaaa hey!
I

a lot of thrills
Stop frontin it's a bore
Gotta mop the spills
Shotgun pumpin here's s'more
Chocolate marshmallow
Graham cracka coming goo
Meet me by

nigga what's up And uh don't whip out guns if you not gon bust
Cop a gun i'm in a rush the fuck slut in the gat I trust
Gotta make it in rap I must Fuck

Had to run this shit up 
I'm staying stingy with the money 
Keeping all of my bucks 
cnd can't none you niggas take it from me 
Leaving cash

(Ladies & Gentlemen)
(Won't you have a seat)
(Put ya feet up)
(Don't be selfish)
(No, don't be selfish)
(No, don't let me down)
(Too late, too late)