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experience pain, we hate it!
We experience pain and we hate it
No gat but a nigga be aiming
Don't get it twisted, I'm dangerous
Now don't get it twisted I

a soul cuz they will lie to you
Never stay down switch sides on you
I see it coming from a far I've got my eye on you
Are they really by your side
Will

couple
And I could tell by your purse game that your nigga truly loved you
So many bags, only if you knew the struggle
Still got the ones that she had

Aye Chris, this shit crazy

I feel deep down you hate my soul but I want you to take it
You don't give a fuck about my feelings so my heart you break

I'm Puttin' On everywhere that i been touching down
An I'm that one that they used to hate on bet you love it now
We ain't on the same shit i don't

your mind flies.


I’m getting impatient, let’s make it right.


It’s either now or never, ‘fore time expires.


I’m missing your eyes, and ya sexy lips.

mind
I've lost sight in the beauty of my time
I'm tryna be a boyfriend, make her mine
So give it up for Jabez Z, wish him luck
For tryna love, after

to play

And I don't care to see you naked
Unlike your boyfriend who likes to play pretend
And he's constantly degrading
But you're wrapped up in his

that fought and never told your boyfriend couldn't be that
Aye ever since I dropped never fold they like Tweez back
You rather see me in designer than in

to mix it up like the Vodka and the Sprite
Face to face, ace of spades, I see it in her eyes
And her boyfriend over there, but I know she just my type
Type

you don't really need to hate
I just wanna elevate, all my haters to the gates
Go be judge don't be late, By your God think he late
Your just a slave

Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer
Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt
There's darkness in the distance
From the way that I've been

it out
I'm drowning in that crowd
Just like the dust in your eyes oh
Now please, just stay home, by me
You know that I fuckin' hate, when you leave
Now

don't i deserve your love
Safe at home
You won't be safer at home
Nobody will defend you beside yourself
I would love to hate you
I would love to hate you

decisions lately 
Don't hate the words hate the rapper hate the spirit baby

Don't hate the verbs hate the nouns that I've been spittin lately 
Cause

better issue
(I'm wrapped)
Seems like I'm dead, I'm not
Killed by your shot of being with him
(I'm wrapped)
Seems like he knows about your boy
Who is

better issue
(I'm wrapped)
Seems like I'm dead, I'm not
Killed by your shot of being with him
(I'm wrapped)
Seems like he knows
About your boy who is

just isn't meant to be; maybe you ain't special
But you can get it; you hate this, do it better

One, two, bring it to the top
Hip-Hop hopscotch, kick it

Du you niggas hate on me and I see why
I handle B I and keep it buzzing like a beehive
If they aint never told you Im a soldier nigga G I
The only

to feed your family
You gon' go handle it by gambling
We Gambling
We gambling, gambling, gambling
Gambling, gambling gambling
Ran the digit all the way up

Chris Tsuanna - Made For Me

Verse 1

Girl I know u got your boyfriend
First see , first talk , first touch
I’m in love with your bumboy

We can have

in your den, keep it low, don't wake your friend
And I heard you got a man
But you say he just a friend
I still fucked
Walking around with them big

and convertible whips
Her boyfriend used to black and blue her
Coach K with a Chip
But Fuck that
Me, Im a Carolina Fan cuz all my bars hit hard Carolina Ram
I gotta

naughty at
Bro I swear she be suckin' it clean
When I drink, you drink, we drink
We go up every time we link
You think I care what your boyfriend think
You