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Giving everyone pieces of me
Don't care long as my nieces love me
But what's comfort if you're feeling ugly?
A lot on my plate, dont feed me though
Besides

don't think about me
You don't think about me
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
You really stopped caring huh?
I can tell by the way that you move
This freaky life

like it doggy style
Who's standing behind you
But he who penetrating you
You want a trial
You got a daughter and you' fired from "Love & Hip Hop"

I love

moves like it's chess
I'll never stop showin love till they lay me to rest
A girl thought that I'm a thug because the way that I dressed
To let you know

homie I was 21
Lord what have I become?
I'm cynical to love
And maybe thats the reason why
Ya kid'll be a thug
And breaking every heart of all
The women

she in love with a drug dealer 
She has every reason shit ain't the way that it  was
Shit I could Get shot up like my father by some wanna be thug

this shit I'm spitting crack I need a plaque
Never love a bitch that want you back after them racks
Leave her sick and get up out the mix we back

open
Open place that I feel free is by the ocean
I got my people, I'm chilling, they know I'm on shit
I tell somebody my problem, they say enough shit

the corner of her eyes
I imagine myself all up between her thighs
Close your eyes, let me take you there, but you beware
Ain't no limit to this thug love that

the chain, but I'm held by restraints
I give it all I got but nothing ever changed
I lost a few people who were close to me
A very good friend that's supposed

in a crib full of sex toys
Got the walls padded from the back to the front
So me and baby girl can get as loud as we want
Said I love you so much you

Set It Off

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

collar I'm finna take it there
You niggas ain't play at my projects, y'all played at the fair
Trill Entertainment that's my thugs there, there's love

Dat's What Dat Is

Paul Wall

Already Famous

2008

Texas thugs, who really don't show no love 

That's what it is nigga, handle your bis nigga 
This ain't your year nigga, I'll split your wig nigga

become a nuisance
Bitch leave me alone
Hell naw I don't think she love me
I ain't Gucci and she ain't Suzy
I know she belong to the streets
I leave her

identity
400 years of trying to fit in and be accepted by people who did not know god, had cost them their identity
400 years of compromising their

What make me the Queen
Is that I’m gonna be a real b**** by any means
And keep my lace front cute and talk my s***
I’m slaying things (talk yo s***

gonna lie
What I look like turnin down cho-cha?
Drove by, smoked the lye
Recognize a pimp, open your eyes
Hop in the passenger side of the ride
Damn

and ask Devoni who she love (real talk)
Come to your cookout and shoot it up
You don't gotta lookout we doin' us
I know why they bitin', my flow is nuts
I

fuckin' murder by this ballpoint in my right hand
Assassinatin' these beats and I don't need no fuckin' hype man
I quench your bitch's thirst, and I don't

That my lil baby 
And when I fuck her she be going crazy 
She blew a bag in Neiman boy she crazy 
Ain't think I love her situations made me

We fuck

a coupe laid back on the way to perform
If you leaving with me then be gone by the morning
Shawty bad but i had to ignore her
What i heard about her it hit

goin be a story for the bible
You goin have to move round with your eyes closed
Send my love, sip water, C-Side cold
(Aww)
Niggas tryna end up suicidal,

hating but send me love through it
Im always steady making shooting rapping drug music
I’m mean that thug music the shit you kick it to
Had that shit

thuggin'
That's influenced by the streets
Never love nobody but my heat
East side brothers don't hear me though
They'd rather get shit twisted and gossip