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I'm a good dude, my niggas love me like I'm cooked food
Cause they know if I'm eating they get utensils
You share this type of love when you been

brainiac
Head like a geek
When you see me I dont speak
Too drippy take a leak uh
Me and my bitches stepping out like greeks
We the type of bitches pull up

with purpose
I been taking these risks got the upperhand
I ain't feeling burned out like I been drifting on michelin
Here me out when I go break it down

Tonight's da Night

Remedy

Code: Red

2005

me when you love you baby" - female singer

[Remedy]
You want to see me act fool, please, save it for the breeze
'Cause my lyrics in tracks, blow

Hop in a car and I go to Miami
I'm gone win me a grammy
Cracking my knuckles
Cause shit is too easy
Just like a lemon pull up and I squeeze it

now down
I got my angels and my demons walking around town
And we gon rock this bitch
Like I'm fucking hellbound
Aye, She gon throw it back
She gon

can trust ya by the shit that you say
Get up on yo knees and beg me please
Break dat stick and roll dat tree
Baby ima smoke until I'm geeked
And you

shoot
Nigga we can get up since you wanna get tuff
223's hit his intestines make him pick his shit up
She like Jdot pull my hair she want me to get rough

that baby I just keep on living cause Jordan still Jordan without Pippin
Still tend to do my thug thizzle ain’t trying to move from where the slugs

Clownin' they mans
Chick bang like a Howitzer
It's all in my hands
I was tryna get cash, and I got me some bands
You a real bitch, dog
Y'all barked and then

Ahah
Cause I'm cuttin' up tonight Cut up
Big bank rolls make her take it off
Take it off for a nigga baby
Top off in the coupe
And she still gon' top me

they're not me
Once I hit that g-spot you'll never wanna leave
Throw in the Silk and turn the lights down
You can moan as loud as you want cause no one's

for kids but
Speaking of kids I pay for mines monthly
I guess my baby mom felt my something wasn't nothing
Truth be told she bitter I ain't fucking with

a strain wit name/ nigga I’m piff buster/ sellin huff as gas/ u should get ya shit busted/ trust me
I’m a business man/ my funds wasn’t trusted/ now I got

NYC Where I'm From

Tony Yayo

Bulletproof Radio

2007

Bull-shit
You know semi-automatic I stay with a full clip
With them Houston Rockets, baby 9 in my pocket
Hypnotic and bomb chronic, bang you with

to get money, but that was fine by me
We took the long way up, we took the hard way out 
Now I keep my head up and they walk face down they some cowards

She like Jamo why you do me like that
All these other nigga lying but you keep it no cap
We about to hit the road
Baby hold that
Hold straps
She my down

on the block Florence we bang
One, two, three shots to his brain
What can i say with my gang how we made
Bouncin on beats i make their body sway
Don't fuck wit

That's all that I saw
From the one
Who did not give me birth
I Had to learn up my Lesson
Because Auntie she told me
You headed straight down for to burn

the Sonics
We was hooked on phonics
Game bang topics
I was always an artist,
I was always a part of this
Sex and drugs baby thugs who dealing with demons
Who

Intro (Grafh)

My name Grafh hoe
Team bang dope gang
BSF
This honor we got, we gonna die with it
Brrrr

Hook (Grafh)
 
Yeah yeah, I promise
Keep it

a freaky lil' bitch (lil' fuck)
Spot us a opp, tell her pass me the grip (pass the grip)
Know she don't bang, but I'm rich for the Crip

I'm tryna STP

my 'baby' too...
But now it's time to 'turn away', break the rules and break you too!

I clocked it's.. About time I stopped this!
'Turn away', quick

my brother shit
Skeet he know that other shit
Aye we on that lova shit
Thats my brotha and I take care of him
Anybody want to send shots Ill be right