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back, now the culture different
(Back) these words sting like dope syringes
And songs like motion pictures
Straight drop, I counted 50 up in a tank top

the hammer
Overhand, like I'm Hagler
Baggin' hoes like I'm Santa
Let the kids go bananas
You ain't really got the answers
Twistin' yo mans up like zaza

They ask how I get by I say day by day
I always will try you're my baby
Everyday we get high we move  play by play
Can't none of these niggas ever

War

Ghostface Killah

Put It on the Line [DualDisc]

2005

[Chorus x1.5: Trife Da God]
This world is full of shockers, and project soap operas
Episodes of drama, never ending sagas

[Trife Da God]
You

Can't comprehend what I got goin', never knowin' when Logic flowin'
'Cause I'm creepin', like ether the way that I seep in
Swimmin' in women like the deep

I'mma work hard
Enemies want me dead, they don't know I'mma die hard

Fuck it I'mma go hard, fuck it I'mma ball hard
I'm young energetic God knows I got

Call it the triathalon
Just keep your eyes on the guy
Look like he got a bomb
I’m motivated more by haters than my lovers
Cuz if they tryna kill me then

And on the West, live east of the 110
So get the fuck out my way, ‘cuz I’m going in
Yo, fuck your conversation, I got somethin' to say
Got somethin' for the world by

Did my dirt by my lonely (Yep)
Ain't nobody no me lifestyle was on mute
Made my money in my silence
Abstained from the violence 
But had a snub nose 
I

jammed, still get money, that don't make no difference
Difference is, when them niggas locked, they don't make no figures
Bitch, I got so much hoes

then it's no smoke
MPAC we bring the coke. (hell yeah)
Had these bitches looking mad
Thought about me cause I'm bad
(okay, shit sad)
Got my snap he

I put 50 tubs on it, where my real g's at?
This ain't child's play got you crying over silver backs
Oh, no I won't change up nigga less is uniform

Free lil' Pluto, where lil' Pluto 'dem? (I need to speak to Mike Laury)
(Yeah, you got Mike Laury) mob
One, two, three, four, bitch niggas gotta go

got too many hoes I can't pick one
He just said he fucked my bitch I'm like which one
Know I been faded for a week I'm on a sick one
I might smoke

been
So I just focused on that fact and I lock in like let's begin
I'll build my shit up from the bottom, we moving brick by brick
If we spottem and we

fake
Swing around wit a delivery these bullets knockin thru his chest
PA trap bros X got the south I'm taking over for the west
4 Cameras monitor

owning your feelings or nah
You runnin' with us or nah
Back in the day, today we were is slaves that don't trigger y'all
Don't care if I offend y'all
I got

how It come to this
Rolling a fronto, two cups, sit, watch me glide
303, 50, 280, we ride
No russ , boy, I came in this shit with my guys

Watch her

lil pussy ate on the table top
Bulletproof the whip and started taking shots
I got that put it down give yo ass a heart attack
I got that put it on yo

Word, back then I was going by Twenty Banz
At a time where I didn't have any bands
I was cappin' my raps full of many shams
Flexing my birthday money

that bitch spend the night we just fuckin I don't kiss
I'ma hit it from the back while grippin on both hips
Yeah shordy got that bomb ass pussy gorilla

I take another shot and a bite off the rind
I'm a crazy white boy and I'm filled with rhyme
A fuck you attitude if you got a problem with mine
These

cuz I'm always on the move Ain't
Waiting for nobody; (nah) I'm sticking to my plan
Been pushing them five P's, now the world is in my hand
I got

lollipop
She know me by a song
Whenever it come on
She look like Brenda songs
I always treat her wrong
She mad when I leave
She love it on her knees
I eat