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playboy hit that 3 peat
Just trynna hit the cha cha slide
Close my eyes and then I glide
I'm smoking to get high
I ain't trynna just roll on by
New kicks

Not now but right now right now huh 
Play fakin tell em all to pipe down huh 
Nay sayers at time high now huh
They don’t get it they ain’t got it by now

mile
Slim, think I'm turning into you now
OMG, I'm really shiesty on the beat
None of you niggas can get on my level
I'm magical
I'm mile high club
So

to the west coast
Time is money, the death row

From eight mile to Pico
Niggas duck in the Rico
Stay in touch with my people
Play the game like a G-code

I had

ain't no cap in this
That's what I'm leaving yall off with
Rap 8 mile like a file because you grow slowly
Rapping ain't easy it's hard just like stealing

I could be miles and miles away from you
And still remember the taste of you
So really it’s no big deal for me to wait for you
I know the last one

thick feeling eating me some pound cake
Know we just arrived but our place is mile away
Tell ya girls ya gone, you ain't leaving here alone
Better text ya

and there's no where to hide
The tares are here no fear stand up and fight

Look it I rip it on the mic like lotto
Dragon village to mile five an eight mile

the fuck I can take with me
Maybe spent eight minutes thinking then lucked out
It's up now
Three AM, and clear as day it is
As it shone down
It just makes

gun in the back

Twisted barren branches
Break up a cloudless sky
Time’s running out
As the miles roll by

When the boys got to the farm house
It was

Fill up, the wood with the mile high sticky
Pour up, a cup for the dead yeah I miss 'em

Give a fuck about a Birkin
My chick stay workin
S40 straight

beach wit da waves)
Offtop
U know wat it is N***a
Aye aye aye 
8 mile 
Whooop
 
I got bankrolls stuffed in my jays
And I'm stuck in my ways
Catch me

was a victim begging for witnesses 
'Cause I couldn't handle her sentences
"8.8 on the scales with the shakes
Just wanted to know you're safe and OK!

people to the streets
But our head up high, ten toes down can't see defeat
Even if her pedicure could make some miles turn into feet
Man, what I'm talking

Connected 'round town on the i5 coastin (ugh)
Stockton wild, but poly style is hate free
Create smiles from 8 mile to 8th street
Straight from Port City
Take

right
I joined the mile high club on a Virgin flight
And spent my whole check on strippers and some Persian rice

So maybe I'm not right for you
No I

still phony
The six by eight in the box is real lonely
I'm tired of these muhfuckers
That's in my coat tail
They're only in my cypher
Cause they know that

'damn, when I'm big enough to rock it
I'ma rock it till wheels fall of it', yup
High school finished, every night, we were getting blazed
One by one

Hey, Little Minivan

Austin Lounge Lizards

Employee of the Month

1998

And her dual air bags just can't be beat 
She's rated real high by Consumer Reports 
And her two front seats have got lumbar support 
I've got the good

unified people had begun bickering
Flame on the candle of
Peace had been flickering

And again they all split off
Into two separate factions
And used their

our menage, swelling upon in my eyes
And then expelled from out my inner veins, bled into the countryside
Eight and twelve each, together over twenty

Revelationz

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

my pops was on some pimp shit, sewin up Frisco on novero
5-0 kicked down the door, he flushed the elbow
there goes another nigga straight to the pen
by

Goggins

Pain

Punk Rock Strike: Punk Rock Strikes Back, Vol. 2

2002

so unkind.

Break it down if you see the wall is way too high to climb.

Here's your chance to split the skulls of Goggins in your mind.

Ooh ohhh ohh

brigade
We spit the sickest shit said split in bars of 8
And make it so the number 1 spot is hard to take.

Huu!