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a bachelors in business
But still hella people say while damn doin this shit
Damn keep your lips gripped
Come here lil baby put that ass in position
Im tryna

to Jesus
All of my niggas be smoking dat gas no it ain't shit To cop me a lil reefah
Imma get high off the pen and da pad might take a Career like a mf

I want sum mo' 
I want sum mo'
I want sum mo 
Sum mo'
Sum mo' (Mo')
Just like Lil Billy bitch, I am the boat
I want that money 'til there ain't no mo'

HA! Lil' Mizz P on the track, MEP, Spot Smashin' ya know
I'm back (HAHA)

This some real Oakland shit right  here man...Check it

Man I love my city

Ballin', ain't got no feddy, I hit em up

[Talking:]
That's how you spose' to hit a motherfucker up Lil Yo
You niggaz getting on tracks like this, you gotta

mode, I can flip the switch
I'm on the road, I'm tryna sit down, this lil' pretty bitch

You see this chain on me? You can't get cooler than me
I'm with

Grew to a rebel I knew I was special
I feel a lil better when I'm gettin high
Better be careful when you send a blitz
you won't get em back cuz you

last night made about a mil
Did it just by sitting still, Real Perc Demon pop a pill
Say I'm sick nah bitch I'm ill, fuck a bitch til she can't feel
Yeah

these hurdles they keep me on track
Effort is something you lack, it’s whack bitch
Laugh my way to the bank
Like ha ha ha
Pockets full of posies
Like la

Started with 0 to my name
Now I’m Westbrook in the trap
Ima flip it when I get it
Gotta triple double that
If you fuckin with my gang
No you might not make

shit up
Spazz on a track hit you right in ya back foreal
All you lil niggas just cap
Light up my wrist now her face in my lap
Might take a trip

Cash That I Got

Swishahouse All-Stars

Day Hell Broke Loose, Vol. 2 [Bonus Chopped CD]

2001

and I'm all so fly
Hoes bop when I pass by 'cause they know I'm a fly guy
Show my grill and your stuck still she a han cap(handicap) and I'm a fuck her

Y'all securing the bag? won't give into my flesh
Imma run this track i won't hold my breath 

You don't know what it feels like 
Be a lil boy from the Y

I'm running with the bag like we doing track 
And you waiting by your phone trynna get a match 

Look at my drip whoa diamonds they shine like a disco

back
I wish that I got Lil Black on a track (You Know It's Lil Black Woah!)
Getting that Guala
Getting that guala
I'm getting money
If you acting funny

his face
I made myself useful, I aint just taking up space
I set the dinner table, and I’m saying the grace
Im leading by example, I don’t know know

take it day by day though
Mm, and these drugs they keep me stable
On and on and it be so hard to say no, it's that nonchalant
Had to say up out the way

was selling Jenny by the block (By the block)
There's a couple pennies for ya thoughts (For ya thoughts)
R.I.P Tennpenny what a loss just for me to make

Fucked a lil hoe and she ain't even know me
Ever since then I been all by my lonely
But now I smoke gas and get turnt with the homies
Bitch, Gang
But now I

Niggas say they hungry but got lil stomachs
I might rock a nigga like how Will comin
Till I'm at the top of the hill huntin for the feel I need all my lils

for the critics
But I don't like the sound of the crickets
And I'm pounding the rhythms and blues
Drinking's painful, they be like "Lil Xay, oh shit,

the tooth
Pint in the liter, jugg school, no teachers
Been lick season, comin' up by the meter
Always got the baddest bitch
My ex lil' mad, she wasn't shit

to spill it on my linen
If you been in the position that I'm livin'
Then you know about it
Can't afford it find another way to go about
I do my dirt all by

still stunting
I need all my hundreds in pile separate them hoes by the thousands
Can't stand next to me if you too insecure and shawty a certified dick