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more women, and no more shows
Wish I was out on a furlough
[ CHORUS ]
Time again you wanna lock me up
Lock me up, lock me up
Time again you wanna lock me

to pray I had that
Never ever had that
Never ever had that

My first show I was like eleven   
Emotions feeling like I'm playing tetris 
Up and down never

with that noise before you packed out
Stopped at B.P. to pass the gas round
Loud up in the trunk make the speakers wanna match sounds
Lucky got my back,

to eat your ass up like I'm a cannibal
Pull my ears, get that grip, come twice
I'll show you where to put them lips
Cause I'm a bad boy, you's a bad bitch

dirtied up his Fanta

I done took off, know they ain't expect it, show me where that check is
Stay on your pivot, know this shit get hectic, we stay

nation to nation like if it was
Contraband I stand, on my own two
With my whole crew, I thought you knew
We're not easily amused by buffoons'
Who talk

So High

II Tru

A New Breed of Female [Clean]

1997

how my niggas had to show me, homie
I'm fucked-up 'til the morning sunlight
Lick and twist another Swisha soon as I get up
And then right after

you get more than a p imma weigh it up generous
Play n get smoke like a cigarette
I be smacking the pack like da congos

Hit ya bitch thru the zipper

I put pain in this pad, the only way I stay sane is by making these raps
Give a fuck about a chain, I get paid and that's facts
Don't be tryna show

Master P (Mercedes) talking:

Mercedes Mercedes I'm home boo
Look what I got for you baby
(Look get this up out of my face
I told you I don't want

with me
Dey ain't regular braids
I'm jus running up dat money
N Stack it like tony
I been thuggin all night be
Thuggin by my lonely
This niggas claim

met the Fa'atasi Family
Went on to rock talent quest, numerous shows
Last minute rugged cuts haha sabre let 'em know
(Feleti)
Hysterical productions

the knowledge I learn by the hour
Just know it get better I'm pushing this p like It's pressure just know it gets louder
I stand on my own and I'm crushing my

like rich homie.

Sellin out a ounce 
Ain’t gone add up to nothin
You gotta start cute til you get you a P
Gotta spend you some money 
To make you some

Ballers Flossin

II Tru

A New Breed of Female

1997

the blunts
What's up, Arch? 
Pass the Windsor, can a sister so smoke with you?
Let me get that back seat to hear them six by nines
Radio on ten, factory

control it
People thinking that they know me, say you love me gotta show me
I been on some shit that they can't rap about
And bae think I'm a player better

you did that robbery
Feelin' like juice, I'm by my lonely drugs, I've been needin
Have you ever seen a gangsta cry, my heart been bleedin
I can't wait

of cashhhh Rari in the
Back wit 200 on the dashhhh man I won’t 
Stop makin bangas with the midi  man I can’t
Stop I’m the man up in my city  man I won’t 
Stop

One Life to Live

Shyheim

Ute Lemper Sings Kurt Weill, Vol. 2

1993

waiting for the day when Clinton legalize weed

[Dom PaChino a.k.a. P.R. Terrorist]
It's like gun play when my darts spray
Leave you scarred today,

Ain't No Limit

Silkk the Shocker

Tight Azz Mixes

1998

featuring Silkk 



Wuz up y'all  wuz up soldiers? This M P  The Colonel. 

We ain't no rookies at makin records 

Mystikal  Silkk

up in the 757 with them lost souls R.I.P my n*ggas hope I see them at the crossroads. Billion dollar dreams got me moving like them narcos that money

Cause how does that show our worth
Our black lives matter, but matter of fact shows we're discouraged
We don't see us out the block
So the box we're

of time so they
Stuck up on my grind

Ain't nothing like the first day
You could judge by the blunt
By the terp taste
Know a nigga on a run on my worst day

Supply my rider with the contract or get no show
Bush is a nigga that can get signed
I took the indie route and still get wined and dined
I’m a regular in