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my nigga I know that you much happier in the clouds

Know that you much happier in the clouds
But still, I miss seeing yo' ass around
I hope that you

yo ways babe
And When I call you that just tell me what u thinking?
We was riding on a wave now it's feeling like we sinking
I keep thinking that you

Hey, before I eat an MC I say my grace
Leave you dead without a trace
Got a problem with me, Say it to my face
(to my face) to my face
(to my face)

yo hoe (yo bitch)
& I can splurge on yo bitch, cuz I got hella dough (real shit)
I do this shit in my sleep; boy this shit easy
Boy this shit gravy;

much sauce on me
I got h*es after h*es that wanna f*ck on me (yo i just f*ck a ugly b*tch damn)
Drip drip drip too much sauce on me

Oh my god ,I got

Shimmy yo shimmy yae yeah
You be acting all shady
So distant I'm on your wishlist
Quit trippin' not with the mischief

Please you're stunned by

it's bout some money you Get shot in yo face if you think Some funny
Cause everywhere you go you Better bring some friends cause if i See you by yourself

raps
Now you got a rap god summoned
Yeah
Look at the moon
This shit can't be done by a stooge
Matrix this me bending the spoon
In real life I be bending

this city is too hot
I like to see girls that fit in a tube top
we listen to the boom box
of biggie and tupac
my players scream
how we get on?
never

get it

Lean? Weed I got that too
White? Pipes? I got that too
Night life I'm on that move
Pull up on yo block and I slide on you
And I slide on you

Drown in yo' own blood
Drown in yo' own blood (Yeah)
Drown in yo' own blood
Drown in yo' own blood
N***** sending shots I thought
It smooth, but I

U.C.P.A.S.

The Coup

Steal This Album

Or a bomber droppin napalm from way high? 
We long live, but sometimes we got ta die 
The whole world's about to bow man, that ain't no lie 
You betta find

like, I just woke like (Leekindacut)
C'mon like look
I just woke up from a nightmare I'm feeling moody
I got no feelings now I'm thuggin' by my lonely
My

my dawg it's goin' down
Threw my Cuban straight to Gucci, said "I'm jumping in the crowd"
Ain't no other way I 'posed to play, that soldier way my

I been ridin round my city
Don't know what to do
And you told me that you love me
Can I trust you
I been really in my city
And know that I got it

mean it
Actin' funny like I'm Kermit
Pull up to a concert shirtless
Fame to me is worthless
Prove What I Got
To a genre that's hurting
The games losing

The 5th

Ice-T

VI: Return of the Real

1996

a bitch
(Hey yo)
Now look at you!
Look at you, muthafucka!
Now look at you!

Cops on the take, I got moves to make
Feds ain't that easy, I still got

Born 2 Be a Soldier

Master P

Unpredictable

1997

that's why I sport a vest
But niggas are put to rest, but got them right tatted on my chest
I was best on my recon, started harm and dis
The war from

you all type of pleasure in all type of ways
Ease yo mind caress yo spine you just tell me the play
I love it when you talk that nasty shit it do

you just know I ain't trying borrow crazy
Ladies shoving past my signals when I tell em yo
I got a wifey back at home she my centerfold
These dudes

leave you bloody, bruised
Cannot stress the fact that I could never really fuck with you (nah)

Pull up to yo crib, you talking shit like "what the fuck

How you do that late night trapping thuggin in my truey jeans I thought you knew that I been fucked that bitch I got ratchets on my team
Boy you

sitting by a palm tree shady
Everything is so amazing so amazing

Things are looking up
Everything I got yeah it's already enough
Sun is shining down
Not

bitch gon bust?
That bitch gon bust
Bitch gon' bust I ain't talking bout guns
And yo hoe got a love for the lust
Deep pockets I got love for the money