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Pound of weed you can smell it by the door
Palm trees you can have this all season
I'm balling and the niggas ridin' with me
Is ready for whatever, ready

holes
Tryna bite all our end goals
Our ankles
Before doubt gets us all tangled
So bring out the bangles, yo
I'm ready to dance
Ready to ascend past anyone

Yall need a team
This is all me
All me
All me
I'm just one person 
Doing for three
For three
For three
Producing every kick snare 
And hi hat

Freaky Tales

Too Short

The Mack of the Century... Too Short's Greatest Hits [Clean]

2006

a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me

Hypnotize Cash Money

Juvenile

Crazyndalazdayz [Clean]

1998

the Three 6 

40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws 

a clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I don't fall 

I'm certainly hittin corners,

pressure 'til he break
Was ready to die every time I aim
This the kind to make him faint
This the kind to make a nigga move his mama out of state
Send

I'm ready to face repercussions anytime soon
When you reckless then you bring less
Single rule
Just stay on the right side of the road
I'm not gon' be

yea
1 2 3
Take off your clothes yea
And give it all to me

Good lord I can see on the cover 
Of a magazine or my bed or whatever
I'm Mark Missile and I

Watching days fly by in a time lapse
Getting paid, getting high and I might yeah
Call my bitch on the side til my main gets
Home, fucking til I die

I'd rather you chokin' than be broken and lonely
The colour Red in her eyes, when you moaning
And when the sunshine hits your thighs you'll be soakin'

ain't reading
They put it in box three
Obviously changing our votes and economy
Putting it down like they drinking with Cosby
Red pills popping
Can't get

with Keys
I'm holdin' all the stripes and the solids in the pocket
Keeping a black ball 'til I'm ready to knock it

Aye
Wine pon it, baby
You know

by my moms Courtney Jones
Pops wasn't ready for a kid, so she left him alone
She moved on to Albany to start and build a great home
It was just

Don't Flex

Eightball & MJG

Screwed Up Inc., Vol. 2

1999

baby til your G-strang break loose
I'm watchin now gone make them hoes hate you
She's a cover girl under bed cover fuck yo red brother
And yo black

Bitch im the greatest can't wait til I make it can't wait til im saying im finally famous
I'm being patient im forever waiting im putting in overtime

I see red, I feel red
I know red, I’ve been bled
By ones who want to see me wounded
I’ve seen orange, I’ll pour in
My soul, but what for? Hinged by

town
Red balloons you know how i get down
No smiling just frowning im killing everyday i'm clownin
So Hide your kids and hide your wife 
One eye open

Pain

Stretch

15 Years on Death Row

2006

I'm drinkin' Hennessey, runnin' from my enemies
Will I live to be twenty-three? 
There's so much pain

Tired of the strain and the pain
(Don't get

had my ass in the county
Seven digits by my name, like a mill on a bounty
I'm a two-time felon, and I say that shit proudly
Not cause of what I did, but

No Limit Soldiers

Tru

Tru 2 da Game

1997

soldier till I die
We run this place, and I say the same shit, with a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die, bitch like I said before, ho
3rd Ward, I'm

Can't wait 'til the morning, fight the dawn red daylight 

And I'm waiting, yeah, I'm waiting 
For the ringing to stop in my ears 

Hell for leather,

Soldiers

C-Murder

Strictly for the Street

1999

a motherfuckin' No Limit Soldier 
[C-Murder] 
I'm a no limit soldier 'til I'm dead you can't worry me 
I represent the tank 'til a bitch nigga bury me 
TRU

Flashback, nineteen eighty-two
It's a Saturday, and I'm with my crew
After the cartoons, we're ready to go
Got a five-dollar bill, ready to blow

blood
Allowing my soul to be polluted by his evil root
And now I'm mad insane, red as ???? as I strain for my hearbeat
To thumpety-thump to pump, it might