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an & R&B song and it slaps 
You can't ignore me I'm all in the chat 
I'll R.I.P. any nigga in Rap
Still the same nigga that sit in back 
Now i got bitches

need a place
But damn I need to stay
I did it by myself
And question shit like
Who I need to thank
I been fucking with habachi
But I'm hungry so I need

We Major Money Makers Get Out The States Gatas.
We Can Flash G's In The Face Of These Fuckin Hatas
Sound Life From The Screens, Plus On The Radio,
Put

You know the jeans by the stack, half a G on the waist
I fuck with Neisha cause she bout it
Take it straight to the face
Order 1942
I want the shit

Mic Check

The Click

Down and Dirty

1994

yo ass thank
Then go mobbing through the town on a full tank
Crank up the beat
Voicetress, make that shit throb
Stick yo head out the window

(ain't nuthin' but clownin', geah baby)
The eihthype thugs in the house
Ain't nuthin but clownin, y'know I'm sayin'? 
And this goin' out to all them thug

was feelin' entitled
Won't catch me all by myself, I stay with my brothers
For them, I'ma lie on the Bible I'm tryna win the game, you get in my way
I'm

Baby girl you know I got it I be rappin' in the pocket why you actin' outta pocket
Like it when ours lips is lockin' then your hips start to callin'

with the 50 cal
I got four matches, almost 50 rounds
Put me in a box, never in the ground
In the drop roll'n into town
Me and P, Fe, in the lounge
Shorty

might scratch off in the cat

Niggas like take me to the daisy l might charge a hundred racks
Hit a plate by a DT and I think that he was lookin
R.I.P

All these niggas talking, Aye 
All these niggas talking they just hating, they don't want war 
Baby said she love it, she a demon and she want more 

Straight out the streets of that town we call P
Yeah, I had this girl in my life
Everything I did, but she said I never tried
Livin' the fast life without

game
Then I put the pressure on them and it's never been the same
Off top I'm that nigga you can tell by the name
Excuse me baby how you feeling bout

different
Y'all niggas so fucking risky, nigga I can't even take A chance
But if I had a chance, hell yeah I would've made The Band
Baby you can ask P. Diddy

Gang
Gang
It's two timez
Fuck up the city she come by tha two
Ain't no discussion don't play by tha rules
Giving her knowledge like she still in

love papi, love daddy, love me
The R double E K keep me all losing sleep
For the beep outside, know you waiting for the P
I'm elated by yo grace, but

LOWRIDING LOWRIDING

WESTSIDING WESTSIDING

AS I JUMP ON THE MIC 
I SPIT WHAT YOU LIKE
AS I’M COASTING… 
RIGHT BY THE OCEAN  
THREE WHEELING… 
LOVING

the picture panoramic
If I gotta take a swing you gon' end up in a hammock
Real shit I'm a B Town legend
I'm right by the Trinity
Ain't shit 'bout me Common

the man of the hour all eyes on me
Call me Will Smith baby I'm the man of the screen
EWW
You hear the swag in my voice
Everytime I start to talk i get her

been about all my art, I'm not by far by a long shot
I'm sorry, baby girl.
I put that dick up in the wrong spot
High school girl wanna fuck in the car do

It was 1999 I was born up in a small town
I knew one day I was gonna be king where's my crown
From day one I was expected to run as soon as I hit

what you've done to me
Infatuated by you constantly
Sometimes it hurts but now it's numb to me
Ooh baby look just what you've done to me
There's some

as the wooo's living u gone still have life
Baby welcome to the party

Nowadays u gotta tote it
Niggas be envious jealous of you
Plotting slowly 
The worst ones

[master p]
Mother fucker ask me what I think about a bitch
This ain't nothin' about a bitch nigga
I use a bitch like shoes you know what I'm sayin'