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walkin the streets of gate
with eyes of merd
with tears stream down my bloodshot face
coz some irish kid took my bike away

turn the page 6 years late

the chopper I just tote the Glock if you talking all day stuff i'm a knock you out pockets fatter Dan the Rick Ross feel like the boos Kicking in doors down

rock)
We're gonna roll (We're gonna roll)
We're gonna rock
We're gonna roll until the morning light

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
'Way back

No Mercy

Lil' Boosie

Superbad: The Return of Boosie Bad Azz

2009

ya real like bucky! 
All that buckin get ya head bust pass down
A nigga block and you ain't vested up! 
You outta here
Bottom boy to the fullest

I'd Rather Give You My Bitch

Suga Free

Street Gospel

1997

She use ta be a sweet taste in my mouth
But now I want to knock her motherfucking ass out
I ain't ready to fuck I stick my dick in your throat
Pay me

Knock-kneed bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas, I want to get with ya
I won't

but the Benz nose is gigantic
Them LED sneeze, it's allergies as I breeze down Atlantic
I never get to flex, so let me talk my shit, damn it
Who ever

Hey, how long the GPS say bro say we-
Why the fuck ain't nobody outside?
I think I see somebody comin' out the door
Slow down, slow down, slow down

the fuckin' police (Homixide, Homixide)
Red on the bottom I lift up my feet
Smackin' down shit like WWE
Million dollar niggas, yeah, we livin' out a dream

on me 'cause I just got paid
Tired of biting my tongue, tired of being played
Batten down the hatches with all our weight, oh yeah

5:35 going

Shoyoass

The Coup

Pick a Bigger Weapon

2006

fo' fiends with glocks unloading
Scrappin' for a bag of gold rings and codeine
Whole life savings hid under the molding
Mama said, "Knock them out"

Day At The Races

Jurassic 5

Feedback

2006

Yo, my metaphor, my musical madness
Move and motivate those with musical talents, uhh
Read it in bold print, we holdin' it down
Lick a shot,

than a microwave
Somethin big goin down in St. Peter's conclave
A son from Poland - from the eastern block
Nobody knew his name –
It's time for him

on the
Slow, can't knock it, though
It's like the same hustle, bro
Two knuckles glow tucked in Le Tigre just to
Let the name buckle show

Good googly moogly, see

forgot the biskey
I stashed it on the side of the sink, behind the dishes
On Sundays I praise gun plays, that's my religion
Walking down the block with

plan so they could treasure that
From the Egypt sands down to the Brooklyn lands
The light is with me man, I'm filled with melanin

Mind full

Cuddie off a thizz,  it's a double
Got him smackin' (Got him smackin')
In a foreign zoomin'
Told him slow down 'fore you bap it (Skrrt)
Big booty bitch,

Ride Out

Swizz Beatz

Biker Boyz

2003

Mil'd shake down
Get a few crack spots and sell that bitch straight down
But when you ree up you to cut yo cake now
And when you see murder you know

a doctor
There's only one name and it's mine on the roster

If I step in the ring, I ain't walking out
Till his head hit the canvas and I knock him out

that
They going take taxes
After taxes
You down to 20,000
You gotta give
10%
Of that
For your student loans
That you been
Going to fucking school
Paying

ever grow up I'd like to be like
A pink pony poser pay for intercourse
With me rocks off knocks off without taking socks off
A big John Thomas like

spark it
Like me in the booth, they hitting their targets
Big AP where the wrist go, it got diagonal pointers like disco
I stay down like 10 toes
Racks

Boom, boom, boom, boom
Niggas know how we comin' (rrah)
Double TF, PFA, 816
Niggas gettin' flocked down, damn

They Troopers? Who troopin'?

shit like I first see, name on the back of the Jersey
Rippin' these rappers like Hershey, I bet they prayin' to curse me
Lord knows, kickin' it down if