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see a brotherhood killing brothers for nothing at all 
I see a student good with writing 
Killed by a tyrant 
That was quick to the draw 

Kissing up

a Buggatti
A lot of shit is gonn happen you don't believe cos I'm rapping
All night long we keeping it popping

Are you ready girl cos I'm parking
By the way I

My Life

Pa

Paper Chase, Vol. 2

2007

my life
It ain't all about the hoes, gold and ice
I go from down to up, up to down
In a blink of an eye, smiles turn to frowns
Kings get crowned,

the work on the low take it to the trap (Keys)
Flip the whole thing and sell it right back
Moving good, got 6k's nigga moving in a week
What that mean, that

up off of vacuum seal
All that money you having don't make you real
Flexing in the wrong place it'll getcha killed
Put a price on ya head
Give em

funny tryna steal From ya
Then they turn around and tryna cut a deal With ya
You can never say I didn't keep it real with ya
You can't eat with me
I never

at that girl hustle 
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Baby 

Things are lookin alright 
It's the calm before the storm is rolling by 
Now i'm 
Standing on my own feet

to the sto 
Got rushed by the po
Screaming get on the ground nigger 
Pistol whip, fingers on the damn triggers
Rodney King, a lil blood on your sneaks
Leakin

Up in Smoke

Culture VI

Elite

2004

to gunfights you sign ya' will as soon as it breaks
And this is real I want rendezvous spots and prize money
Not lethal injection which manifest the equal

boy
Cradle to the grave, and it's been like that since a slave, boy
It ain't shit to pull up, pick the fucking tool up
Screaming hallelujah, pushing

Duke Ellington said:
""It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing""
And that's real!
If you tryin' to understand the funk
I have no doubt that your

Lookin' like a 2 from a high place
Lookin' real good high mileage
Lookin' like a pile of bad ideas
Bad idea
Bad idea
Hopped on the track
I went 5 gears

day if i can
Figured out
What it means to be a man
And my shadows?
I know i can't escape
Nor slay
Lucky Luke
Faster than them on a good day
Learn

I'ma go first, just tell me when to start
I got the blade in my hand now n it's sharp,
Wrist looking like it got bit by some sharks
Now I'm for real

and it's no question, I'ma co-sign it
Hoppin' out the matt black in an all black fit, I'm ghost ridin'
Fuck it make the cash back flip, no hands, I get

Sé que tendrás que llorar
Llorar y llorar
Llorar y llorar
Pero sigo siendo el rey
It's the king of Inglewood, niggas
Yeah 
Dem Jointz, you

Real Soldier

Wet Boys

Get Wet

1999

will... 
I repeat...If ya 
Just blast that mutha fuck 
{gun shots} 
{broken glass} 

Verse 1: 
I'm bout that paper 
I'm on top and it (?) 
You

away from a cell
But I stay on point like a splinter
Do you get me
Know my thoughts
Get dark my brain pepsi
Know that shit aint sweet
Its not nestle

in this Position
Laying by the phone hoping Imma call back
The air is thick but you ain't sharp enough to cut The tension
Hate to tell you but your pop

of ‘em being greedy
Being fearless ain’t easy, I know that the vultures see me
On the scene but never leave the house, it’s the bottle, I’m the genie
I’m

shipped 
I stole your trap n sold it on Craigslist n your dumb ass went in brought it back 
Now that's wat I call good real estate customer service done

cll this hatin' drive me crazy, take the key out the ignition
This good weather
I lost my mind, but I got it back like groovy Stella
Tell the enemy no

you trying to reach the status you gotta climb the ladder
I think my girl is perfect but she want it a lil' phatter
Bitches hit me up but na I'm good

after green
Like California king 
Yo
Folks
cin't stressin'  its all good
My number one goal is to be successful coming from the hood
Never changed god