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but you'll still catch me in the streets 
Cuz I show love and they show it back 
Now baddest flyest bitches wanna throw it back 
But I'm focused

Say I lyrics
by Christina Millian  

(Talking)
This is,this is,this is hot
You like this
You are now witnessin'
The flyest b**** in the world
I can't

just got rough and bad
Being beat by grandma where the fuck was my dad
Youngest of eight feeling like we had nothing to lose
Trying to escape from

carry carbons unless its extendo
They keep backing up from sticks like it's a limbo

Sold my love for some drugs I don't need dat shit
I can thug it by

to Biggie, Big L, Pac, and Isaac Hayes
I remember back to 1993, Know the Ledge was my shit, by Rakim and Eric B
I had so much love for Bone Thugs
They showed

with a shorty thought she was the one but her mind wasn’t ready for love
She want a thug a nigga to beat her and cuss her then turn around and give her

from the gutta thats what get me paid yea
Member things I couldn’t buy yea
Member barely getting by yea
Member momma tryna hide when she cry cause she

raised no badboy
No mum never raised no thug
We were kids being kids, no fear of the world, 
Good intentions misunderstood
Let me take this closer to home

is last
I'm on a Virgin train and I see first class don't know if this seat here's calm
Head resting by the window cuz ive been there cuz and I know

from tel aviv 

Verse 2:
This that thug lovin' from the trenches
I said it I meant it
I told you I love you
Now I regret it 

I say I need you 
Don't you

talking
Get it by myself cause I really got no option Now I gotta go cause the money really calling
Call me an angel for how many times I've fallen Got

I'm too smooth

I learned it from my pops, I'm just playin' by the rules
And free baby Roy, they just put us on the news
Bond a hundred K, but I only

of my biz 

Me get a black heart right now, oh boy I no get no feelings 
These drugs dey help me live, tho lowkey them too dey kill me 
You say you love

Been vibing by myself, shit, I ain't been steppin' out
Lil junt trippin', texting , she like, when we poppin' out
And I know I seem cool shit, I'm

And you know I'm surrounded by thugs,
Blaqman gear on you know that's what's up,
Represent my team show some love,
 
We don't share blood but we family,
If

trap gon stupid
My trap off the chain your trap look foolish
My trap is the shit all they bump is drop and boosie
My trap got guns all of them by ruger

from that kitchen
Came a long way from bullet pitchin'
Came a long way from pullin' missions
Now things changed and it's different
I get paid by

but love
For thugs
Pumping drugs
We never know who to trust
So we bust
Reaping repercussions
Something to see?
Not if you want to breathe
Pussy nigga be

Im 
“starting over”
I said 
“no more” 
Of the basic shit
Know 
“I need love”
But I can settle for a basic bitch 
We been getting money for a minute

Heavy steppin', ain't bein' led by a hot name
Players with a knot man, shorties that can drop things
Pop swing, cut you somethin' mean off the top man
Got

(You don't understand) You don't understand
(No one understands) No one understands
(My love) My love for hip hop yo
You don't understand you don't

bitch and hella 9's
I got hella hoes on my dick but they ain't mine
Fell in love with both I can't pick I can't decide
You den fucked up once next time I

the greater cause give'em something they can't deny
I'm from the southside of the city labeled as the Homicide
Bitches love a thug, & niggas gotta chip

rooted underground
By streams of living water where
His truth is always found
Is there anybody out there quite
Like You, oh God? (I can't find nobody)
Is