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and locked the door for sure he got his gun
Daddy was a thug and that same thug told him, you better not run

He was only eight when they took pop so that's

on shit
Everything I do is awesome
I’m adored bitch
The keys I give you don’t work
Knock down the door next
Y’all been wrong since I started
The same as I

Livin' room playin' WiiFit
Get popped like three fit's then
Shot like three flicks
And my kicks Asian like Kimora Lee's tit's
Yes tell the waiter she can

of the night
Did you see me in the bushes? I was stalking you, nice
Now I'm in the kitchen and I'm grabbin' a knife
Move down to the hallway, hear you in

of the night
Did you see me in the bushes? I was stalking you, nice
Now I'm in the kitchen and I'm grabbin' a knife
Move down to the hallway, hear you in

of the carousel
A black parade of circus freaks, and led by Mister Dark,
Scours every street for the boys to drag them down to hell

The boys have seen too much

Aw man, know I had to hit 'em with a part three real quick
Let me talk to 'em

I started writing this shit during deep contemplation
Inspired by my

Beware of Us

Xzibit

Weapons of Mass Destruction [Clean]

2004

we spark clips
The mac'll make your door lift and leave me with a sore wrist

You should be impressed, yeah, it's like my first impression
I pull

to get it got to get it

[50 Verse]
This is heroin medicine that morphine flow
My gun go off nigga and everybody know
I hold it down with the pound 3

analogy
I don't think you and I
Should be described astrologically
Don't judge me by my car
And don't treat me any differently

Lets take a trip down memory

Motherfuckin' down to they last cent
Smoke the looseys
Thinkin' up shit to do
Doin' stick ups and shit

Bustin' at niggas, murderin' niggas
Gettin' bullshit ass

shit
Vacate wherever I want right by the pool and shit
Niggas knocking on my door They being rude and shit
Sign say do not disturb that's word

three times
Bitch, I'm 03, so I'm watchin' out for one time
I can turn a hater to a motherfuckin' punchline
Down later gators with a motherfuckin'

Body?
What you gon' do for that Big Body?

[Verse 1]
I just wanna live XL, XXL front cover
3XL CL, Benz Eggshell
And stay 100 percent real down to my

One in the head, You know I can't lack
Spent Two bands, To get that back
Three in the morning, You know that we fishing
Four deep in that car, We going

[Verse 1]
clready got grey hairs comin' in
I'm only nineteen but lived a life that's so troublin' 
Been blessed by many angels but I got demons

do it again
If we down by 2 I shoot the 3 you know I'm just tryin' win
Fuck the fame, I'm runnin' up digits Fat Bro I need them M's
And when it's time

I'm rapping
Keep the soldiers real close get em sweeping up my floors
After wetting up the streets snatch that nigga up by force
Remember I was down I'm

Do or Die

Brownside

New West Coast

2007

1-3, here comes even more
My motherfuckin homies breakin down he door
Talkin bout, who we gonna kill, and grab your gun
We gonna kill some fuckin mejos

Yesterday, I was ridin' down the highway
The bull rollin' on the low low
I'm on the run, and my rearview
Pulled over by the po po
And I don't know

was bout to blow
My money coming fast yours coming slow
Niggas think they in but they in but they out the door
I don't give a fuck so what you asking

asleep when there came a shadow over me
I opened up my eyes to peek and what did I see-ee
There was a man what a man looking down on me
Tall dark

turn to booze
I closed my business
It lasted a long time
But I started mine with three thousand dimes
Try that my man
It got worse with jail
Now I'm

we’re behind closed doors
Doggy style on all four when I take that pipe
Tryna make me your wife by the end of the night
Monkey on the dick goin' ape shit