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Sum'n Like a P***

YoungBloodZ

Ev'rybody Know Me [Clean]

2005

see da only is, you see da blazee
It was all paid fo' by my baby
I'm da first with, I'm worth words
Like da dope boys dey flip birds

I'm up all night,

Yesh Yesh Ya'll

Redman

5 Classic Albums [Only @ Best Buy]

2014

"This is for the real niggas"

Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be

[Mannie Fresh talking]
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again
DJ Mannie
Fre Fresh

3: SPM]
Alone in my home
Cock my gats
I'm known for my dope so I watch for jacks
Kick door burglar
Come on in
Bring all yo men let the games begin

Yeah
Mazi
Stop playing
Them boys don't know bout me

Them boys don't know about me
Call Squeeze if it's pressure
He go blow by me
He on go bout me

Ay yo, it's the BET Cypher
The Man with the Iron Fists edition
Film out November 2nd yo
But right now check out these
New hot weapons right here

I ain't got no friends
(take money) yeah, I'ma do this track
West side! (take money) MOB, Bad Boy killers
(take money) Ha ha haha, hey fat boy
(take

What a surprise G gz up
Underground back to upside yo this is a town
So get this (so so so)

So that's me Sevenyoungold
Stop, hold what a fuck i told

a rap
I come back with the scratch from the DJ
(Wow) then say what he say (Wow)
It's Snoop Dogg, S-N double O-P
Jamie, you see me, oo-wee, S-N-E oh boy

I'll sale something
Don't tell niggas business they a tell something
Slid by yo lil bitch heard her yell something
Slut head wouldn't shit she a fail

My Momma (Ola Mae)

Warren G

I Want It All [Clean]

1999

Yo I want to take this time out to dedicate this song 
to one of the most beautiful ladies in the world
could never imagine
Yeah, Ole Mae, that's

50
I think yo' bitch wanna kiss me
I let her top me, no kissing

I count up, count up, count up, count up dope
Throw a hunnit' racks it hit

da 50 of the back wit me...
Every where I go you know im good 
I'm surrounded by the wolves
And we ain't up to no good
We gon pull up to yo hood...
Was

the crowd, draw down and hit it
Know I'ma go there soon as I see him
Free YoungBoy, they all wanna be him
.45 Glocks same size as timbs
Stacks on me they big

Strap up yo boots young man. See it's that simple
Look down no shoes scratching my temple
Boys on the block rock a different pair different wear
This boot

hate me while your bitch
Got me on her playlist
Took by sale-es, that’s my slaes nigga
I’m always DOPE, Check my SWAG
These niggas ain’t eattin’ shit
You

been what you do how you go bout it
I'm gettin fly baby come be my co-pilot
Be with 5 stars baby I feel like yo gotti
Dig in yo soul baby I want yo new

Yeah yo bitch love me cause the
Way that my tongue feel
Got Forgi's on my segway
Wack yo ass in broad day smoking super dope
And I only want yo bitch

like a chemist cooking weighing up and cutting
Trinity to the MPC making dope pushing buttons
Organized Noise
Them country ATL boys
Got it locked up

Yeah, get yo bags up
Yeah, I’m bout racks love
Yeah, bout my racks love
Smokin’ on big gas (big pressure)
Yeah we in the ville we totin’ straps
Pussy boy

If I ain't have it
I make dope with this music I feel like Yo Gotti
I trap out my mama house dope in the attic
I got plastic bags everywhere sacks in

enemies, I'm a different entity
Castle overlord, torture bodies like Gotti
Beating cases a hobby
Cause my nights dungeons when on and made me so handsome

'Cause we don't make lil' nigga bets, nah

Look at all this dope (look at all this dope)
It ain't by accident (it ain't by accident)
Bitch nigga, I'm

Aw man!
Put that ol' dumb horn down
Hey, Jazzy
Jazzy
Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like
He-he-ha!
1-2-3-4

Now that's a record!