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tell you ain't no ordinary chica

Mami, I just saw you when you walked on by
I had to say hi

You were looking fly

Like a dove
There's not a question

Years went by so fast now they call her my fiancé
Better yet Jay said it best when I made her my Beyoncé
Now she movin so fast begging to make a child wit

born
What is destined shall be yes
A time will come when everybody go run come back
Make we leave tight
Boys go dey smart for life
Politician dey run

and press Glocks
To make niggas flock - look
Reminder I got the juice like
My name was bishop or Pac
You need to stop it know I'm popping
No chances for other

make you mine, by laws jurisdiction
Listen to my lyrical education
I’m right here where you left me
No need to be celebrating
Unless I can feed

like yo favorite song, I'm talking Mariah or even higher
I just wanna give you what you desire
Damn you so fine, oh my God, where the choir
Saying I'm

on the songs anyway
So you take it off the internet, it ain't gon' matter anyway

We gon' do this shit every day, all the fucking way
Told you before that we're

dangerous

No, I'm not stupid and no, I'm not brainless
Tried to make it work but you wanna be famous
Then you hit my phone, told me watch where I'm hanging

stuck in his cave
Man how don't know how to behave
Man existence is strange
I'm trying to turn the page
But I rip it in rage
Complacent for days
Been

save her

Ain't got time for all the chit-chat
Better walk what you talk
Cross my brodie, make it click-clack
When we spin through your block
Took your

to judge, well I'll give you something to look at
Don't like being here anymore, I need a new habitat

Going by 1ark (1ark)
I'm feeling dark (dark)
Out here

This is the end this is the final song 
It's me and Bryon because them others couldn't come along 
I almost took my own life back in January

Spanish Song

Tonedeff

Para Mi Gente: Estamos Unidos [2003]

2003

door of the clubhouse, like, "What's up now?"
Scour the grout off they feet and making 'em walk the rough route
I'm sick of niggas wearing Sean-John,

when it's perfected, you can get tell whats been nourished 

Still had my days where I can feel down and give into the flesh. 

Easily troubled by all my

that position
I don't care if I get big cause every song I got is dissin'
Take a look into my room, and take a peak on how I'm livin'
By the way, I'm

go and make it
4by2 with Pluto and we getting to the cash
Vvs diamonds on me and they looking really fresh
Run it up, Run it up, Run it to the cash

time to play
Tryna make a mill' a day, every second gon' count
Plus I'm too high to stop, I just smoked a whole ounce
Bad bitches' ass bounce when Big

I have been rehearsing all day
I have been up since four this morning
I have been trying to write a song for a week
And I am nowhere

Four in

seem
And if you figure out what this song really means
Then youre two steps ahead of the game so spread the word
So think before you act or you might get

the crowd with my game face on, smack a hater and make his eyes fall off his face. I make music that'll keep everyone awake, never ever call me fake. If

Rippin?æ?¹m with my tongue,
and each day give the bastard my gift and,
hey, say, pockets switch and then they all come his
way, huh. Play dirty when iæ?¦

we ain't playin'
You kept on talkin', so I head-tapped his medulla, you know what I'm sayin'

Why they keep on pointin' fingers? Nigga, you ain't Uncle

and sold them at the harbor
Right there by the water Mick Jenkins told me about the waters
My flow is crazy like mental babies and never changing
The acid

to the next spot
Its kinda funny how you think you got that loudpack
Oh you got loudpack? Bi*** I highly doubt that
Ima show you what it is mami lets go
Only