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This is your boy Lil B
And Ima speak for the hood
I'm not talking about the people
But I'm talking as if I am the hood
Check me out:

Most of it so

loving kind
Normal grind like this
Can't catch up to us, throw a ball if you must
But it's your loss you suck
Don't need any fancy moves when you need

the neck like I was Michael Lowry
My crew shining like bad boys, specially in our entirety
Tellin tales of the odyssey
That trio you just gotta see
Grew up

Who Want It

Looptroop

The Struggle Continues

2002

up,
you little fuck up reachin' for the mic i cut your hand off.
You and your boys want to sound like us.
Used to be dissin', now you want the pounds

you know I’m the boss  
Real can’t be taught 
The fu gon get caught , ima 5iver by default 
Throw him up like a set or some liquor and url me a nigga

Hook 

This feel like a win
Got that Masi in the wind
Yeah I been doin work work 
Seven deadly sins 
This feel like the one yung 
You know where from

had her vices
But mama had determination
And dedication
She raised her boys to be men
We're far from perfect but we
Work hard and take care of our kids

be surprised by your findings

Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some

after day
Slipping away from the life
That I loved and I never realized
I've had my failures
I've had my victories too
Drinking my success like a cheap

a nigga Wiz
I cut some niggas off but we still cool I'm just on biz
I ball under the five like Jason, save it for my kid
On FaceTime with my baby smiling,

Yeah
Yeah just turn it up a lil more
I'm feeling like I am a man amongst all these boys
She told me she think that I'm pretty
She want me to sing
She

to trap niggas
You in the trap with us, when the lines is as vivid
As the walls on the graph, autographed by the Lord of Wrath
I reside between

by Upton Sinclair, you'll see what I'm saying
You don't have to be black to be poor and oppressed
Just like there are rich black people profiting off

You should cancel classes

No way, coach i send the kids home
Before lunch and the
Switchboard will light up like
A Christmas tree

Our children

dem scream oh gosh
So that's why then guys tryna be like us
So why do they try like they could keep up
Just taking my time don't make me speed up
My

probation
But I had the mind to keep goin'
And the heart to keep racing
And as the world crumbled beneath
My feet like a Haitian
I was inspired by them

The kid that get it in yeah I'm just kicking the facts
Split your shit back like convertible tops
I know I'm shit I ain't needing your props
So if your

jealous over boys you were with it made me childish
Taking it straight to the heart like we aren’t together as kin
It’s just so frustrating it never gets

you're just stuck with the weeds
Start fulfilling your needs
Don't let it go with a breeze
Like a seed in the wind
Never caught by the bees 

Buzz, buzz

Baby Boy

Big Brovaz

100 Anthems: Garage

2008

keeps on passing by
You'll be my baby boy

Every time I look at you
I can't believe
I've found a love so true and
I took time to put
My trust in

the scent its a crucible of sorts
Even the proudest of men knelt like a Lutheran
Youth is killed by witnessing a killer get killed
So much killing can't tell

here on these late nights now just trying to ball get it by any means is the level that would be on and if you don’t agree with us then we yelling
Out

its white as cocaine
This yellow boy taking over like it ain’t no thing
I patrol every wing, A, B, and C
This my home, yall just renting, like Airbnb

put'em on ah self-destruct
But I don't wanna go to hell
Vix'n tha body does it tell'n explicit
For more'n I seen ya vision
And let never fiendin catch us