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With two d's its the kidd straight from Brooklyn
The rose grew from concrete turned it to a garden
I'm not in MSG but I still got that flavor
Big

I get fresh as shit
Put on these jeans and my love hurt
You was never with me
So you know they said it
Ain't gon' never work
Got his mask up on his

what else
I got some brothers from other mothers, (stacks) wanting to increase my wealth (built)
I'll make it out flying high (high) above grey lil

'm a rancher, and these rappers act like cows
Gotta feed the herd and sell them by the pound
Making songs from bed, and I'm getting cloud
Voices in my head,

those knees get weak from dat D
We all need our fix... urs can be Mr Green 
Say dat... while i slow grind in between
Nails diggin deep
Only round 2

R.I.P. to Bozo cause he was the boogie king
Everything aint what it seem , much love from the king
From the north to the south, to the east to the west We

a problem you can come and find me
Just chillin' by the beach
Smoking on a palm tree
I'ma get my neck froze
Only way to beat the heat
Beat the heat
Yeah, they

Don't Talk About It

Black Menace

Mo Drama

1999

Worldwide, I'm ready to ride and show my niggas some love,
I'm still in it to win it, every single second in a minute,
Black Menace to the finish, heart dark

bumping 2PAC with my niggas
And we turned up too
Walk around with thugs , bitch I'm ready to slime
I do the first move
I'm from the hood but really cozy
We

thanks
Keep yo lil pussy
Hoes tryna clap me
How come when I was down bad y'all just kept laughing?
Ion look like Kevin Hart
Ion tell no knee slappers

Came up from up from a E pill
Stack or starve in the streets
My new Mac I call it Apple
Every year that shit release
They say JD what you doing
In

millions from out the mud
In the streets so good, shit fit like a glove
You don't wanna be
I'm electrified just to make up

Ayy she ask Mr back Blocka
"Do

Black or White

The Murderers

Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers

2000

Black Child
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
You know me, y'all don't know me?
Let me tell you a lil' something about me
How I came up
Where I came from

Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!

Now I knew this bitch, yo, she used to love me
Buffin' on my pickle, peace, everything was lovely
Forties

though (Payne)

Yo, I got the green light from OGs that fathered the era
But what I did with a pot gon' make it hard to compare us (facts)
I wash

to jail she`ll come and get me
bail me out and get me back on my feet
same night i`ll be back on the street
from day one i was in love wit your game
lets

My Mama Used to Tell Me

Big Shasta

Lil' Flip and Sucka Free Present: 7-1-3 and the Undaground Legend

2003

went and got a tat, for all the people I love 
And money won't change me, I'm still a educated thug
Riding 20 inch dubs, even though I didn't want em

the yard, Chris Brown, get beat by dirty shoes
Sippin' goose to get loose, skating down the avenue
I'm tired of these niggas, they just internet thugs
I know

The L.A.B album drops
I won't promote by doing in stores
I'm out at night on the highway painting over your billboards
So what I'm a glory hound cause I tore

a slut walk 
Like Amber rose 

Can't expose 
The pre exposed 

Can't make love to all these hoes 

I'm not too thug 
Just comfortable 

Quit ya screaming

love, so I gave it a hug
Sorry ma I still sell drugs, turned the thugs into plus
It's fucked up in the trenches, they turn children into killers

I was

I swear no lie
You've been there for me since beginning by my side
Who's to decide
never mattered since you were always down to ride
No paradise

Feel like it gonna be Beautiful Day

Respect Verse

They pay Homage
I promise
They love my style
They scream for my team, they all go wild
From down

by hydropower
Deflower ya lil sister, tell ya mom's I miss her
Like Jack Rizzo a rip ya
Meet me under the lights, Finless Brown believe the hype
We