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stressing' by the tittle
Make a vibe don't wanna tittle When they I'll find the one

When this shit finally brace me Label start to push me
And feel like it's

Yea 

Huh 

I’m a baller by birth, 
You looking at a pro-athlete, 
Making money is my sport, 
Circumventing 12, i’m too savvy, 
Too tall to be not

Yea

Huh

I’m a baller by birth,
You looking at a pro-athlete,
Making money is my sport,
Circumventing 12, i’m too savvy,
Too tall to be not

me somethin
My last bitch was fag had to save me somthin
Boy you know that I seen rainy days comin
But the way that I see it the change comin
By

Learn Chinese

Wyclef Jean

The Rest Is History

2004

to your house by me is over

[Chorus]
Ya'll gonna learn Chinese
Ya'll gonna learn Chinese
Ya'll gonna learn Chinese
When the pumps come out, ya'll

another day

I will weather the storm
I will crush all our foes
I will stay by your side
This is where we belong
Never give into fear
I will always be near

In this twisted fucked-up version of reality
So let me show you how to save the world
Shut the fuck up and listen to my word

I'm the shadow
I'm

is ending soon better go and buy a gun
Welcome to America shootings on the daily
People losing faith but only Christ can save me

Did we go back in

here to save your whole planet

I'm an ape, by association - 

Ain't shxt that y'all relate to, it's motivation,

I don't spliff in moderation -

know it sounds fat
Stomp clap kick a hi hat or a cowbell
With a green thumb and a brown belt
Down until the end of my days I got stability
Given to me by

Well I'm goin' to rehab, goin' to rehab
Gonna rehabilitate myself by drinkin' a bottle
'Til I can't see at all my problems
Fiending for a copacetic

was blowing up her phone? Buddy
I was face humping
Twenty-three shots in his chest
He LeBron James cousin
That lil' bitch keep looking at me
Smell

on breathing and breathing
All these seasons and seasons, time keeps passing me by
And still my room I'm never leaving, but with you I had a reason
And they'll

Slob 187

Crips

Bangin' on Wax: The Best of the Crips

be	-D drive-by
As his mama, daddy screamin', cryin' ask me why
But they don't know that I don't give a fuck
I hope to meet wagon van man hurry up

love wit them guns 
Love making niggas run 
I got this shit by the ton 
He a bitch ain on nun 
Ima pop like some gum Nigga 
Yea they knew from the start

Riding through the city, right
Blinded by the city lights
Bad bitch on my left and right
Bad bitch on my left and right
I'm the best, there's no

yours but your Girl is mine
If I see her leave with you that's When I draw the line
And you better not cross me I'm Not gonna save you
I am not Jesus I'm

lice
Call me the piper
You're gonna pay the price
Boasting that your fam
Fetch bodies from the Thames
My uncle was killed in there
By one of dem
Took you

Tell them about the gun line, boss
That's four planes
They murked three other niggas
That's four planes

Blake Solomon's third
They was all buried

painted by the God you see
Large physique
Hard shackles couldn't bar the beast
Follow me as we proceed to
Give you what you need
That real life, no movie

grade, catch a homi
Anybody have a problem with it
Let them try me
Nobody make a fuckin' move unless
It's sanctioned by me
(I'm the fucking boss out here)

R.N.S.

Freddie Foxxx

Industry Shakedown

2000

likely; out mic me?
Not likely, stay on the sidelines like Spike Lee
Niggas know Bumpy like to flow all out
Microphone, gun in hands nigga, go all out

and the guns
Y'all tempt me to flip, so morbid when I empty the clip
It's awful how we decorate your coffin, send me the clit
We celebrate with Henney blood

else made us some hot donnies

Listen, I trust my gun more than I trust my mum
You need your heart broken before you hit 21
Even if it feels like you