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the same thing
'Cause the game go on, you only did two days in the joint -
The day you get locked up and the day you go home
I know it feels like the world

homie
On that drank i go from woozy to snoozing
Homie
I just bought a 2 two 3 and put a coolant on it
And I'll go and buy a pony that if Juicy want it
Ok

the pace
You bitches actin all 2 face
Breakin ya ankles on 2k
Bitches by the 5's
Bitches by the 5's
Bitches by the 5's
Woah yea yea
Bitches by the 5's

how we ride, plus we multiply
I abide by the rules, is you done to slide
Bandana on, look you ain’t gotta slide
2 - 1 easy Homicide

the floor With ya Hennessy or the Jamesons in the left one
Lock that door, we want sumn more

Ah Ahh The world just wants to see sumn
What do we want a fast

So I tell ya boy it's such a relief
Even though I lost some teeth
I'm pretty sure I gave it one heck of a fight
Cause it was two dollar wells

you spit it from off of the top
I be coming with some shit by busting the Glock
And I only fuck a bitch if I'm off of Ciroc
Everything I know I am, I

rolled up 


Come take a hit 

(Yeh yaah )

(4x)

V2 @ 1:49 


Double red cup 

clways n my hand 

 Blunt rolled up 

Finna  hit my dance 


Gang by my

takam pieteh 2x
Eyy

Di ya kana woman I no seam before.
When dey be di tell me I no hear am before eh
See the way I suffer now because of your love.

God within me
I have God within me
Fear and doubt have nothing on me
There's nothing I cannot be, no
So I walk in confidence
Guided by Divine

Gang gang gang
Fuck is niggas talking bout man
Yea
Meechie baby so fresh and so clean
Niggas run when i get to the scene
No crib but amiri'd ya jeans

letters in the mail
The two of us were out of sight
You had ya pretty little dress
You got ya Sunday's best
Gonna try to prove them wrong
C'mon baby let's

F&N Catch a Pussy By His Toe 

Separate a Nigga Head From His From 

2X Get It Popping I Can See Da Difference In A Nigga Face He’ll Prolly Fold 

Nigga

to get em on they feet
I know niggas really pussies
All they wanna claim is street

3 in the clip
1 in ya head
2 in the hole

Too many lips
Not enough

a pound of purp got the boy still smokin, two days roll and the boy still goin
Gucci throwin bricks its like he usin a backboard
Shawty want the deuces, I

Without my supply, nobody's getting high
Cause most of these n****s ain't rapping they getting by
See I told ya'll n****s ya'll was gon' shine my shoes
You

tryna keep you at home
Baby, I feel we've been fading
You got me saying
Hey ya, hey ya
You stress me out like it's your day job, day job
I need some time

stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches
I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em
Let's speak

realized by real eyes
Everythang aint what it seems, I realized
Hiding pain behind a smile in real life
They gon try to play ya, if ya give em way 
Or Green

Symphony 2000

EPMD

Best of EPMD

2014

around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,

lose ya 
I remember when you first told me cupid gone shoot ya 
I'm so playa i'm stuck up in my playa ways never thought
I would ever see the day that I

Anything (Viva!)

Foetus

Industrial Strength Machine Music: Framework of Industrial Rock 1978-1995

1999

like a manta ray

Fee, fi, fo, fum
It takes two to tangle and one to have won
If the future don't suit ya, you're better off dead
'Cause a pound

three, two
You know I'm the one (One)

Ya breath stank, you need some gum
The Five-O, keep calm (Keep calm)
Be shockingly clores
How you rich and got

ya bitch
I count my bread in advance
I don't need help with it
I pour the lean by the ounce, never a drought
I'm still scoring like the answer
She call