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You can't keep thinkin' that I'm gon' keep playing games with you, no
I can't keep stayin' here thinking that you gon' change your ways up
I've got

cashing your cheque
When you see them goons coming
Boy your ass better check
Packing automatic weapons that will
Make your head spin
They got love for me

given to you right now
Ain't no games getting played
You know who this be nigga
Asshole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin
Better yet relax, I got this

It's

your strap tucked
Bar for bar I'm punching by the hook your getting banged up
Or real life at the bar we'll have a punch up you'll get banged up

She got

through
And my rims way bigger than yours

You went the cheap route or do that deck pop out
You gon' let that tech pop out if that mess pop out
How you

Your bitch in love with CG
I caught her cleanin' my Draco, she a pain freak
Shake when I go deep, wantin' that nigga ho, I'm with that, I can't tell

craziest, my pops pulled me aside, said, "Boy you made for this"

My paradise consists of full courts with broken nets
Sitting on the side, sharing a pie, I

ownin' it
Y'all never see love when I'm showin' it
I try to be cautious when throwin' it
You gettin' attached without knowin' it
I try to help you and your

Raised by parents that worked on crops
That drop like stocks in Salvador
Born in a city that kills cops and pop one another
Hits the core
In Houston

Tell me how you love it 
Tell me that the beats are bumping 
I used to call her pumpkin 
Now she's touching on my brother 
Whatever, I'm onto better

shot in the back degrassi,
Unstoppable force somebody better pop me
Done dodged so many bullets I feel like Neo,
Many tricks in this matrix I’m guessing

to jump i know how you feel, Cuzzo
You really not a punk
But don't let your emotions
Take over your thought
Don't get yourself murdered over G-U-N love
You

might catch me in Cali
Trap in alleys on addy's keep loads in the attic
I might fuck on yo lil hoe if she can manage
No love dont live here so my heart

ain’t love no bitch I ain’t trust no hoe 
Ball in the cup like a red solo
Rveverse in this bitch I stay keylow 
Shut the fuck up and then do as your told

2 Joints

South Park Mexican

SPM: The Purity Album

2000

needin it everyday
And twice on a Thursday
Blood thick than water
In pounds better than quarters
I smoking two joints 
While I'm knockin down yo

Ay yeah
Chill in the trap with the bitch yeah
She gon' ride on my dick yeah
She gon' fuck on the kid yeah
Better not give me that shit yeah
She want

It's the live one
Uh
Whatever your heart believes, my nigga,
That can be achieved
You just can't be afraid to work and hide the pain when them no's

Dropbox
Got holes in my shoes cuz I walk lots
Spend all my money on Juul pods and Pop Tarts
Going broke by the end of the month
Just smoked and I'm finna

your life mutha fucker better 
Run from the cliche
Yea you know that we lit
Pull up on your block
Riding Box Chevy
Bout to go pop the trunk on you bitch

Murdergram (Streets Is Watching) [Soundtrack Version]

Murder Inc

Streets Is Watching

1998

not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons

When you walk out the door, see once I flash mother fuckers
Better do the one shot dash or be one shot

supposedly
All the tough shit ending on my block
There's little niggas playing hop scotch that'll pop glocks
The young niggas they all fund the triggers
Making

dey the kitchen switch positions test your fitness
She said she love the way I lick it so articulate articulate

Lets kumbaye
Come out and play
Ego e

wanna talk
Just killed another track they better go and get the chalk
(Aye yo I think I caught a body)

Step inside the booth and turn the stu into

of Bacardi when I'm drinking
I make a toast to the homies, Pop and Kobe
When it's my turn, you niggas better not forget me
Honey the flavor, every time I'm