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mind, you can step the fuck off, pops, fuck you
Had to play catch by myself, what a sorry sight
A pitiful plight, so I pray for a starry night
Please
crew
Split wigs for a living everydays thanksgiving
Motherfucker fuck y'all rides, we slides we dipping
Nigga the tanks, driven by the colonel Mr.
fuckin fifty deep
But they be fuckin cowards when they by theyselves
You know who I'm talkin about
(You know who I'm talkin about) that's right
You ain't
fifty deep
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they selves
You know who I'm talkin' about
(You know who I'm talkin' about)
That's right, you
character strapped with the sounds profound
Similar to rounds spit by Derringers
You're in the Terrordome like my man Chuck D said
It's time to dethrone
with that live shit, I kill it fast
I throw a search party for your fuckin' stankin' ass, nigga
'Cause it's a motherfuckin' rep thing
You got a set
It's hard to sleep these days
The sounds of all the screams keep me awake
Love is gone, love is gone
We bend until we break, stand by and watch us
with that live shit, I kill it fast
I throw a search party for your fuckin' stankin' ass, nigga
'Cause it's a motherfuckin' rep thing
You got a set
(Thank you for using GTL)
If I ever was to get rich, you would be by my side
You would be my Bonnie, baby, I would be your Clyde
We can
We can
[Kane & Abel]
Yo KL hook me up with some of that beats by the pound Kane and Abel
gangstafied guerrilla shit.
We start tightin' up on these
I've been balling for a minute like a minute man
Watch the time going by like a ceiling fan
Time going by fast that's just who I am
I don't even use
a few months after you broke up with him
And then two and a half years passed by
When we split up I never even cried
Not even once
And that indifference
Anything in my way get split
Young Pyro everything get lit
Oh my gosh who the hell is this
Jokes on you this heavens gift
Form by the stars so I got to be it
of Heaven
You make all things possible
You make all things possible
When the waters start to rise and I'm afraid
I remember that You called me by my name
building up walls
Then you're tearing them down
I'm in need of a Coffin
Because my heart split in two
There's blood on the floor when I cry out to you
I
niggaz ain't no toys
You're fuckin' with sixteen styles over sixteen bars
Sixteen car man entourage
And when we get things started, I'm the hardest
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
All the champs and the heroes
They got a price to pay
They go from sixty to zero
In the split of a hair
They see the face in the window
They feel
Grow (yeah)
Hello? Yeah where you at?
(yeah yeah)
I'm down by uh, the Ya Mean, right now nigga
Takin care of this school, ya mean?
Real quick, ya
you jive turkey
Watching me through goggles
I throw hollows at James Worthy
Spin your head like an owl, I'm wild
I drive Fergies that's that white thing
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed
around bumpin sounds trippin out while we flame janes
Tappin the horn at the homies that gangbang
and slang 'caine to maintain to mob's the same thing
the first nigga to kick
Yo mami was thick, silk skirt with thigh split
I couldn't quit, trying to peep out the privates
The live shit, you know how loose I
a single things that's happening
My medicine is sold by the dope man
Quarters and halves, and big boys and Q.P's that come with fat price tags
How much are
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