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I'm MR.TOKYO

たった3日で going to the top
MR.TOKYO head to the toe
みんな騒ぐ my name (go like)
たった5日で5年分の job
MR.TOKYO head to the toe
好きに使えよ my name

Back in the Game

Ronald Isley

Iron Flag

2001

signin
They look puzzled when I shuffle, most of 'em stunned by the hustle
Recourse of bluff game's your muscle

I'm back in the game now, copped me

that bitch nigga lose it
Man, I'm as strong as this game
Ya'll be knowin' my name
A young high strung thug
Nigga created by pain
Livin' my life in

I put a 50 on ya head bitch it's a Homicide
Swear you fuck niggas be flagging Out here Telling lies
Put that iron on that lil nigga now he Terrified

I be Damned you mother fuckers know who i am
its mr. fuck your bitch quick aka the hitman
they say Doug got drugs i say dont worry bout what he got
i

burning and penetrate, be warned, G
I regulate tat fool with me, won't hesitate
(Bap, bap, bap) check the resume
Lil' pussy boy better get it straight
(Get

can’t see beyond the pole


They don’t know you have a soul


But you might get your lil’ feelings hurt

When a nigga takes control


I’m the angel that

brought the rain, uh
Mr. Pop and aim, uh
Let the choppa sang, uh
That shit hard to tame, uh
I send em to hell foreal
Yea, uh
I send em to beg formal
Uh, uh

dear I could not understand
'Cuz I never been the gambling man
But for you lil' baby I'm more than able
To push all my chips on your table

Hey Mrs Lady

enemies
A lil' skinny nigga made it to the big times
No Limit Soldier still chased by the one time
I feel like it's, it's us against the world
Cuz every

me feel like I'm a dentist (mhmmm)
I'm a menace on the block Mr.Wilson I'm Dennis (you heard)
I could drop anytime lil nigga independent (uh huh)
In

Record Haters

E-40

Things'll Never Change [US]

1997

a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes
that's what I was taught to do
by my big homie thou
you can always be a nigga, 
but a nigga ain't rich

Go 2 Sleep

Three 6 Mafia

Word of Mouf

2001

and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask Tip, I'm off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much, I had to off the bitch
2-0, Mr. Crayola,

fit, man I feel like I'm famous
Real Mr. Put It On
Fucking yo bitch and she sing my songs
Feel just like Uzi, my money long
I get way too high, man

she my cute lil baddie hot rockin body 
pls dont make me mr lonely 
and i got that things that i just wanna say 
im the one who cares at the end

Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

The Diplomats

More Than Music, Vol. 1 [Clean]

2005

Vamoose gotta go 
I visit Peru, just to canoe 
Witnesses vision is too, They Mr. Magoo 
Who, You, Me, Oh, I'm Killa Bitch 
Hustler that's all and that

What We Go Through

Warren G

Take a Look Over Your Shoulder

1997

on my crew

I went from dirt to large work like boatloads of keys
It's hard work and it hurts to live life on ya knees
So God please have a lil' mercy

by myself, I never needed help
How the fuck we just go left when we was moving right
I been fighting with these demons, I can't sleep at night

Off

chasing love
How much you gone take for you leave his side
Waiting on a man to mr right
Deep inside girl you know he is not the one
You just stick around

money, this shit be a crime
Oh, they gon' be on my dick when Lil CJ get signed
I speak that loyalty shit, I'ma die by mine

Walk up feelin' like

left right
Uhn this nigga about to die
Left right left right
Uhn that nigga about to die
Oh, its a homicide
Fuck no suicide
I fucked the lil bitch right

Mr. Flamboyant

The Click

Down and Dirty

1994

motherfuckin' block
Try to catch me if you can, now that I'm a grown man
The mail I got stashed away, people will never know
Mr. Flamboyant

I came in here

you to a vegetable
Gas hit harder than Mr. incredible
Shawty too flexible
Mrs.Incredible
I fuck and I leave in a dash
Snap on a beat like a pic with

like a star oooo
Baby girl I got you
Leave you wetter than a monsoon
Pedal to the floor vroom
Shooting like a star oooo
Shorty come and flex with me
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