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of my life!
Do that thing with your eyes and your lips and your hair
Oh No! Oh-oh! ... gettin' caught in a stare!
You got me by the neck holdin' me down

too nice fam
Now I'm alone pull the shades, dim the lights, and
First one to come through the door give 'em a flight plan
I gotta say it's an affordable

The fam arrived at the door
You got so excited
You went above the floor
Landed back down just like a jet
Due to your day just been set
Now your with them

Needles Remix
(Radio Remix) 

Dr. Dia
We the change we been waiting for
Won't be ignored 
They told us to chill we kicked in the front door 
Warriors

a little longer if you walked through the door

Just leave a fat tip under the tree
Leave a fat tip just for me
Press your finger on button three
Cuz i'm

for me
Took me till next Jan to clear out the turmoil
Caused by other niggas
That are still ducking me
I played it down
Till they thought it was over

myself and I
Couple day one hitters down to ride
My brothers that cop me, they case I die
Like they work for Nation, why they on my side

Yeah, we fly with

wear a hood
That's means I'm circumcised dummy don't you understand
I don't need a woman cause I got both of my hands
Close the door pants come down

and the diner has closed down
Three weeks since we talked, two lines were exchanged
Recently, you're all I've yearned for and my new best friend has become

Inside the left gotta stizz and a suorin
We get to the club and walk through the door
We gon pour like 3 or 4
By the end of the night
All roads lead

your mama proud? Is your daddy sad?
And your lovers, did they know the score?
Did they fear the bullets breaking down the door?
What's the deal with all

yankees and the mets
3 salaries for rent Or nose candy by the steps
Not ya average savage like randy for the checks
I gets viciouse like sid if its ta get

by Two-three Temp gang forever I'll Dunk on the whole team Know how to rob

But I can't work no triple beam These niggas Worse than hoes Always wanna

They rooting for the underdog
I get knocked down but I bounce back and I brush em off
Somethin soothing in the undertones, but the bars sharp so it's

Recorded, produced, and engineered by Ron Raunchy for Wheelhouse Studios in Andover MN…

VERSE1: Now would you look at that . . . Dove and Laugh are

Pull up to that block 2 3 shots get a nigga missin
They think im smokin on ole boy but that’s none of yo business 

Big kill standin on bidness 
Run it

"You still didn't know what happened, when you knocked upon my door.
The things you had and the life you lived, all the dreams you had before.
Your

shoot out the whip
My niggas gon' creep, they do it for me
Stop all that dissin', go get back for three
Let's shoot a movie directed by me
Yeah, we

bitch
My niggas like the SWAT, kickin' doors in this bitch
Show me what you got, I'll give you more of this shit
I'm always gonna score in this bitch

out, bitch, I'm all in your house
Through the window in the back door, I'm moving like a mouse
Taking cheese and running out, switching lanes, I'm

Jehovah my witness I knock at yo door
He down for the count and I'm upping the score
Tic tac toe
3 in a row
Uh
Having this munyun having them stacks
four

In the new years of Baltimore three years ago
Everything in sight was buried in the snow
You rushed out the door with slippers over socks
To see your

the grandpa, three for the 80
The peanut butter brittle got the sizzles goin' crazy
And sizzle when it blaze and ring bells in his ear

A-A-One, hey son, make

and he went inside someone's house in Soho who left the door unlocked and did a poo in the hallway.  
The other poo story is this guy he sold cocaine too