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why i made lil jon a sequel
I stand on this you motherfuckers not my equal
I started making music bout my lack of trust
Life's a beach you had to learn

them alleys playing ball nigga
Day to the dark Mama called nigga
Telephone pole was all we had nigga
Even used a box when we practiced our shot
Look now

by myself
Smoking on gas, Zookies (Whoa!)
I didn't trust nobody else
Stayed true to myself like Rudy
I remember when I didn't have nothing
I remember

, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Lil booties matter too, yes they do, haha
This yo jam right here yea, this yo jam right here yea
You betta twerk it like you finna

fit the description that was given by police
Now look at how I'm giving it up
I'm lion hearted lil niggas ain't Simba enough
I turned depression into

(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Pull up from 42 feet on you niggas my niggas be shooting like the Bulls
If you don't fuck with me fuck 'em then nigga
Them niggas

feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I'm thrown out by your energy
Nigga just wanna be seen
Nobody fuckin' with listening, whoa
Still

4-5-6

Foxy Brown

Chyna Doll [Clean]

1999

You know how Mac play, quiet town, tie it down
I supply it now, by the pound
Might front you a Q if you buy a pound
If you didn't try it then, why

And I - I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
Feel that for a bit, talk to ‘em rich
Bout a 1000 blunts rolled
Lil smoke for

I'm Doing It Lyrics

Whoa oh oh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa oh oh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa oh oh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo

God

me inside
Everything you would give up for me you would damn near die (huh)
That shit made me cry
And now I'm just on the high rise by my lonely not

Go loud

Show out, yeah, I'ma act up (whoa)
Fill up the tank, I'm gassed up (whoa)
Back in this thing
I was down bad, now I'm back up
(yeah, yeah,

getting scary
Now these niggas acting scary (Huh)

All this subbing indirect
Got me like Whoa Now
Mack put me on the track
Little Nino Brown
Stay behind

Givenchy

Young Thug

Rich Gang: Tha Four

2014

on her any day or later, ayy (woo)
Eat her candy, Now-and-Later, wait (wait)
I ain't through, baby, buy her acres (Rich Gang)
(Racks, racks) almost done

Finesse we rap magically!
Now as tactical illusions create mass confusion,
All youth is diluted by ruthless music pollution!
They dispute it but truth is

Industry Groupie

Chamillionaire

Ultimate Victory

2007

asked you if this was true, you said no way
Birdman said 'Believe Dat!', T.I.P. was like 'Shawty!'
Then Young Jeezy said 'That's Right!' and Lil' Jon

Trying to be patient
(Hoop made it so you gotta listen)
Lil Ace
I been trying to stay patient my nigga
But don’t nobody know what I’m going through

I'm tryna get arrested
I say whoa Keemo Sabi
You know I keep it slimy
If I ain't with Lil Shottie
I'm with Lasso Luchiani
Swag is astounding bad
Bitches

my zone and I’m shaking up your muzzle
Rearrange your bones like I’m playing with a puzzle
Strong Jon Jones ya I’m breaking thru your muscle
Turn your

got it out the dirt with a clean smirk
Fresh cut, jeans, ice clean in a t-shirt, whoa
Provided by Rowdy, support the brotherhood
I pop up back home

a fuck
For anything they'll have ya in central lock up
On Tuesdays and Thursdays

(Talking)
Manny Fresh: Whoa, now there u have it. Tuesdays and Thursdays

discrete and use a plan to distract me
Now you full blown Cappin like Anthony Mackie
This pandemic is pandemonium I manage the stress
By penning lyrics

thinking he mean
Now it done got ugly cause I put a bag on his head
And my young NIGGA gone let it sing
I rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
I'm giving

Angel

Darkside Ballaz

Legit Ballaz Respect the Game, Vol. 3

2003

Tell me why did they take Al be	
They take Baby, Tyre
They killed Lil Chilla, my Mike and Corika
They're the dying and Koreme
Tell me why did