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ain't stuntin by mistake
V10 bitch you ain't even got a V8
Shoulda had that but you went and bought a drink
Put a penny in a jar Cause I swear you

to the whip
I'm clearin' stairs, four at a time
I'm lucky my black 95's have got grip
Got my gun in my pocket, not my hip
And if fed's try stoppin' me now,

and I go
I got them by a hoe by a hoe
She used me just for dope
And just don't know

I'm kickin' her right to the do
Pussy  niggas ain't real
They all

Til I see the light of day
I need the open road, tall grass on either side
Swear my life's Speedin up and then I passed myself by
Full throttle

into her face of power beauty and grace
Then a peacock butterfly fluttered by
And I got mesmerized by its four eyes
And I swear one just winked
It's

Move On

A+

Latch-Key Child

1996

your blessings return to the essence
every time I see your fam word is bon I feel your presence
it's all over bearing witness like jehovah
ain't

Kiss the Haze

House of Fools

OMG HGB DVD ROTFL

2005

whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa

Well, the day goes by so slow
When you've got four more to go
And you left your head in the radio
Too much time to think of what

escape

By the twisted frame we knew ourselves
And the radio kept complimenting all our wants
Preaching all our dreams

Beating hearts could never come

choking me all on my neck
On Candler Road take the bird by the eagle neck

Ice out my wrist like I broke it, ah
Driving the whip like it's stolen
Ooh,

ain't lookin' for alliances)
Pourin' red, I got a pint of it, it help my sinuses (uh)
They try to tell us play by the rules, but I don't comply to it,

swear I'm better by tenfold, why you kissin' your teeth?
Can't copy that like 10-4, drawn down to a T
Put it all on my kinfolk, in it 'til the end zone

bet a pussy nigga get stumped out
Put a pussy nigga in the trunk now
Nigga got bullied all the way through middle school
Now I'm posed to think you

merked you get hurt
We can put him in a coffin leave him 6 feet like dirk, nowitzki
Four cups in my life yea i'm tryin (Yea, yea, yea)
Swear you heard from

is bitchin
The Mission is bitchin
Mission High don't take no shhh
Alright

I spent all my money
On a portable radio
It measures 3 feet by 4
Have

Sweating till I'm salty
Only coasting on Amalfi
Rented him a rarri
And he bumping that Ashanti
Money in the back
Pretty dollies in the front Seat

-door car
Radio hosts are laughing hard
On the freeway, traffic jam
Can't help but hate God's plan

As I walk into the office
Cock in hand don't spill

The dotted lines I signed said: Hereby I forfeit a normal life
Dotted the I's, T's I crossed it
4 school years, I stressed myself the fuck out
Couldn't find me

a nigga play that's a body
I swear I get geeked out my body
Cause I feel like no one be beside me
Bitch we all fuck up don't remind me
My niggas pulling up

epinephrine in vein, I came a long long way from minimum wage
Hood on my back like a venomous snake
If you ain't got me all over ya shuffle it's been a mistake

bad so I'm moving along, yeah
Drivin Down The Freeway
Blowin my smoke all by myself, just
Drivin Down The Freeway

[Chamillionaire:]
Koopa
She said that

for the family they're always by my side
I'm gonna blow soon feel like black dynamite
Dynamite all in the words I write
Wholesome like cellulite yeah

my god!
I don't know what but you're doing it right! Yeah, yeah!
I can't seem to cope
Suddenly your face turns around and I'm
Hanging by a rope
This

and keep you my wife
Because these streets be so full of niggas who cant provide
But i swear there's no stress if you stay by my side
You see
I
I be puffing

wo mode 
If you don’t blow trees you cannot decode 
Ahh BossBlingz!! All the men compose 
Don’t you f**k with my Mandem flows
Every single day I Dey