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I dont trust nobody so I dont have many friends
I was up late last night creepin through your ends
If I pour another four I'll probably crash

at midnight
And didn't stop singing till four
We knew the excitement was bound to begin
When Laura got blind on Dubonnet and gin
And scratched her veneer with

to see you can't change me
West coast nigga 4 life

It's plain to see you can't change me
East coast nigga 4 life

[Verse 1: T-Mac]

I'ma live by the game

And if you tell em maybe and turn yo back they Gon steal
I know a dude who blue up with green niggas he ain't recognized till it was too late
I ain't never

on a fuckin blunts 
till my minds about to blow 
motherfuck the universe 
because we brought you da end, hoe 

[Juicy J]
first I want to grab a nigga by his

life, from my eyes, tell me what it feel like
Gotta stay going when i'm breathing
Fighting with my demons, but the green light is my meaning
It is so

Charlie Sheen
Sip a drink with my lil' bitch from the O.T
She took my cop cause she hate when I'm sippin' lean
Oh, I'm pussy cause I'm quiet
Give me four

not a human cause this feelings diabolical
Yeah

Your eyes just can't recognize mine
I'm way too far gone to see
Green lights while you see me fly by

spaceships no need of a car
Speaking my language it rooted from heart
Expressive by nature this ain't no art
Yeah
Please do not keep up I'm not for the race

Takin no shorts and nothing that'll do
I'm representin, boo, mamma's 4ever TRU

[Chorus:x4]
I be's a TRU nigga till I'm dead (we bout it, bout it)

Two, one, four, lemme dial your number
Day by day I've been stuck in a slumber
Eyes on you, never turn to another
Eyes on you, never turn to another

was bit by a spider like Peter
Swing across the city so I don't have to hop in the a beamer

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You see I got the money but don't

cheddar 
Drive two hours
Just see you out at Eyeman
Telling me prison stories
Couldn't wait till he freeman 
G came home he did 4 and half
Caught you first

to go
I'll give up when it's too late
But you know that I'll stay
Till the very last second
Then I, I watch you walk away
But I'll just do the best for me

Then you say, it's too late 
Your mamma won't sleep till her girl is home safe!
Wash myself, that smell, that perfume...
It's not channel, so she knows

the way with the four kings.
Side by side, as one soul, as it was once foretold.

A furious battle it was, from dawn till dusk it lasted.
The losses were

times did they try run
And a too slow
2 skengs in the ride
That's two hoes
We're Silwood militant splashers
Late night might pull up with assistance
Might

(Kyle)

Streatham Common, running from the one time
I can't be late when its crunch time
Man talk about my life but I love mine
It's better

never gave me a dollar bill
If I had a nickel every time I was a dollar short from buying thrills
I'd pay my bills, cash the till, invest in mob insurance

over
Babygirl, you're my four-leaf clover
One leaf down, out of luck
At this point, I don't know
If I can give any fucks
All this testing from you
Yeah I

the gym mane  
I did a whole lotta sinning and repenting
So my mamma wasn't crying late night by the window 
So i ain't have to f**k a nigga just to get no

Tom Joad

Patrick Street

No. 2 Patrick Street

1988

Tom Joad got loose from McAlester Pen; 
There he got his parole.
After four long years on a man killing charge, 
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down

in a BenzoSmokin'
IndoTill the sun rises upThat'll fuck you
UpCause we don't give a fuckFrom the S-G-V to the
2-1-3From the Big Valley to (?)

Still smoking weed
Till my muhfuckin eyes bleed
Nothin but, t-h-c
Up inside me
And I be
Floatin higher than the clouds and sky be
And I see