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as shit
I'm your nightmare, made you piss
Got the people under my spell
I made them stomp and swing they fists (they fists)
Got new ice up on my neck

Under my spell a little more
Drop tops suicide doors
Candy painted Porsches galore
Whips got more horses than yours
Leave or stay the choice is yours
Yeh

will make ya leak
Get it in ya gut or in ya cheek
Murcielago seat or chilling in ya jeep

[Verse 2]

Grew up on the block, under street lights
Ashy ass

Ghetto Star

Bad Azz

Word on Tha Street

1998

The fat pace, crack chase, played out with ces
It's getting rich with Low Life's and's it's put on my chest
And fuck a high speed chase, gettin' laced

then put it into lay away
Waisting time crossing out date to date
Wanna win but this just ain't a way
For me
And I ain't loaning money
From

Right under the sun
I'll take some eggs for breakfast
Where you trynna go
I'll take you anywhere that you want
Im trynna have like three m's put up
By

of my cage
Now time for me is nothing 'cause I'm counting no age
Now I couldn't be there
Now you shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs
And I'm under

needed a reason to find my way to you
You said I been gone way too long
Baby, I'm really 'bout to put you on
I could put you on game (ooh, whoa)

She

What's happening
What's happening hoe
What's happening
What's happening
What's happening
Word to JK Rowling
I'll put a TERF on a shirt
Sell it with my

fill my cup with act 

Feel like yesterday I heard that news my dawg ain't make it back
Layed out on a ground they put them sheets right over em heard he

I be tryna stay to myself
Feel like ion need no help
Got some L’s under my belt
I just play the cards I was dealt
Pockets swolled up, like welts
Yo

spades
If we put our minds together
Can we coordinate
Before we fornicate
Baby we cross that line what we gonna do next
That chemistry is the test
I'm

secure the lock
'Mount a gyal weh in ya but a yuh earn the spot
Can't put a figure pon it it yuh worth a lot
Look pon yuh figure gyal yuh know yuh body hot

pull back a nub
Used to keep a key under the rug
Family ties what a nigga love
No que pasa or what's up
If I don't wanna talk
You'll get a shrug
Only

looking for some static
Then I can bring it to you
I won't fold under no pressure
If you come near we might press ya
To me your life isn't precious
The way

put a band on it
Pass da shit quick cuz my man want it
He can keep that thot
with all them ass shots
Boys in the hood dont flaunt it
No
Masson margiela

his image notice how I walk
Know I'm his son just cause the way I talk
Made in his image notice how I walk
Put a hundred on the dash yeah, Made Satan

never heard of it real might as well be a gang everybody claIm it
Like a fucking set niggas like that don't get no respect
You fold under pressure

my balls with tech
Ain't changing directions, I move direct
Speak with my chest, don't do indirect
My bro's under the police suspicion, he can't move

rubies on it
They came onto my skin and left them bruises on it
So don't get under my skin unless you're jewelry homie
Foolery really ain't my cup of tea

the consequences
Well I'll take it
Gotta stop complaining put it in the work tell myself "do it"

At this point, trust no one and no one can give you reference

lacking I put in my heart
Damn bro, I aint know you can spit like that
I aint know you could rip like that
I ain't know you had drip like that
I ain't know

me
Told her my name drip
She tried to played me like a slow leak
I saved her under SWV the head was so weak
I think plug got these bales in from Mexico

eruptions on everybody shit
And murder every track I'm a lyrical grim reaper
I'm tired of being second to this wackness
Think it's bout time to put in some