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speculation about me (What you hear?)
Fuck niggas they try to come down me (Mane fuck 'em)
I flex on my haters so proudly (Big drip)
All this hate, it really

The only thing sing is my pistol when I'm takin' Ne-Yo's soul
You aspire to get a chain that's glistenin'
I aspire to get a chain of businesses
I retire

horny and some that you cannot live with
Some that get you up at night and tell you "you ain't breathing"
Clearly you won't see them,Till you've looked

fucking with my hearing I ain't hear shit
Couldn't tell by my persona how I'm fearless
Seen your thotty hit a trappy with like bare crips
Run around,

the work but wanting OT
Get you some bread they want you to share
They gon swear up and down they was there
I run my business by myself
They went to right

This plant here brother, it's rare.
Even on the mountain you might want to find it here.
cnd another place up there.
Not many people have this plant,

tonight (What?)
What? Uh, okay
Yo, you know, all day long man
And all my criminals in here tonight
We never not takin' Ws, bro
Get on the fuckin' team,

are new u might extend a red carpet Smokin sherbert lil nigga fuck the cigarrets
Got couple G ties aint even talk bout it
Look what i got on my wrist

Remember on punishment thinking its a joy
Cause' on the list wasn't toys
Breaking system controllers
Had every system you know of
Not really
Just the ones

ya got me, thought that nigga blinded me
Nigga gonna take shit, rap about the same shit
Difference is, you're lying
Nigga why you lyin'? Why

holler glory thanks to the creator
I found real peace no thanks to all the haters
And if you see me down know I'm coming back greater
If it ain't a real

about scandals and actions you never heard of
We be grinding here for that get-go
The struggle, the hustle that you put in is what you'll get though
Man,

you drive me crazy
Wishful thinking
About the past
Memories they kinda hazy
I've been going fucking crazy
I've been going fucking crazy
I've been going

botched
Slaughter yo house I am knife to your tummy tuck
Up to something attic on average I'm still Master class
You deez new niggas signing up
Just face it

Keepin' It Live

People Under the Stairs

O.S.T. (Original Soundtrack)

2002

What you mean I ain't making no money off this Hip-Hop shit?
Yeah, I know this is all I do is stay up and make beats
You know, this is how we make

up
I'm ready like my kicks laced up
Got a bundle gaining interest
Confused by my numbers like I gave my lat long
I ain't hard to find
Somewhere

So Many

Crooked I

Street Lingo

show I won't Dr. Phil ya
It's nothing to talk about let the doctor feel your pulse if you ain't real then I'm not familiar
C.O.B cob La Familia, La

is our new investment
Got some good ideas our vision is a wonderful invention
I ain't with the ra ra no more you can stop pressing
Rapping like I'm Lil

bitch, she a ten, so I'ma have to cuff
You see, I don't ask for too much, baby, get ready for this ride
Baby Jet be by my side, kissin' her mouth while I

triple 7 I'm an angel baby
Figured it out by myself, never needed your help baby
You put your heart on a shelf
I cannot read your heart baby
And I got

smoke me up a different strand
And you will never touch my soul again
Dodge, cause a bitch can't hit it
Niggas like to cap I ain't talking bout fit-it

there's water 
The boy went and got more o's in his wallet 
I've got more foes that are thinking I'm soft but 
But you die by it too if you live by

Yo
Came from cheaters
Moms and pops, didn’t need believers
Ran off made me a seed that is so amazing
Tooting my own horn
Thinking about faintly how I

Top floor of the view alone will leave you breathless
Try to catch it, it's kinda hard
Getting choked by detectives yeah, yeah, now check the method