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Pussy boy wanted beef with me over Galactic acquisition
Called his mistress over and put 10 inches on her forehead like Payton Manning
I'm a street

when it was time to truce
And I was at Lueders Park squashin' beef with opponents
While your ass was at your mansion eatin p*ssy punk, speak on it

Ah,

the three-wheel, made a left on Kemp
I dropped that my old crib just
To see it's all good
The little homies moved in the
Spot with Lil' Wood
See, niggas this way

(We got all the beef)
Yeah, nigga, fuck everybody, fuck everything, nigga
Get money, nigga
Run that shit up, nigga
Run that shit all the way up,

We All Can Get It On

Drag-On

Belly

1998

off, closed casket, blew his cheek off
By the way be careful who you speak of
'Cause I by the wall in the back, guaranteed and all that
While y'all in

(Chris Crack)
Yeeeah bitch!
Me and dad back
Cutta wuddup

Hook
She called by my first name,
said wanted to have me,
hustler from the westside,
bring

slang on a lane with a G
Quarter thing of cocaine in the seat
Everything that I speak real deal
I'll burn a nigga up
Make 'em put a nigga name on they

Write Sum Bump

Playa Fly

Movin' On

1998

featuring Gangsta Blac 



[Playa Fly] 



You rather see me abolished then see Lil Flizy demolished 

and do some damage and punish

at me like, "Yo, G"
It ain't '03, a little OD
Like, what's kosher these days? Probably be safer if I just don't speak
Everyone turned so PC, then they

on repeat
Rent scam is so beef, Some of us gotta shot grammes 
So we're getting those grands by the week
The Man's got pockets but they're lined kinda deep

She met him on the lower east side,
Something intrigued her bout him, coulda been his g ride
Demeanor screamed gangster, type to never let the beef

what's happenin, means havin your teeth chatterin
Speak battlin, heat splatter your peeps abdomin
Sweet fashion, I reload and I keep blastin
I breathe

bitches be cunnin
I get ta blowin dey gon run a marathon
I speak an dey listen dey treat me like Farrakhan
I run in yo house take yo pack wit a pair of guns

Turning your brain into madman
Now everything you speak is capping
Eating these beefs like my father would clean off his plate
When he ate in the evening
We

witnesses
I got that gas all propane
While I’m smoking I love to get slow brain
I’m high like a plane in its own lane
Eat eat lil dummy then bang bang
I’m

the cut wit the knock get to clipping
Get the bread
That's the mission
Niggas pussy they into the dissing
He made a diss now that lil nigga missing
Worda my

a nigga straight to the sun
Nigga talking 'bout "he want beef with me?" You ain't 'nun
Lil' nigga you pussy, how you praying like a fucking nun?
Jeesh

to the money that's by any means
Started with nothin all I had was a dream
Use to be broke they ain't want me to succeed
No one was there don't expect that from

I don’t be fuckin wit niggas
Said he beef but he really a burden
Nigga I’m plotting a mil
If you see any of yo future it’s murder
You ain’t hitting

Getting big by the hourly
Speak you becoming a casualty
Ride like a travel team
Got a bitch named Natalie
But when it comes to head I'm picking up Mallory

Damn she left me for the streets
I aint think she would leave me
Now my heart skips to the beat
The beat that beat that beat

Im gon save my lil

dealing drugs at a young age

Talking: look i wouldnt blame your ex for moving on so quickly, like by the looks of ya, your little scrawny stfu bitch

cye

school[00:28.50]Hit my homie what's the move[00:29.82]We ain't got nothing to do[00:31.02]So we stay by[00:32.19]Hope I came right[00:34.37]And now I'm just

a shiv tryna make him leak
I ain't got time for the beef with a neek
You're all talk till we finally meet kneel for the king Better fall to your knees
King