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and real thugs
Bitch im getting money u could tell
I met a real plug
Walking in green acers with my daughter and I got my gun
Sticks in her bag like we bout

i love your faces, got real vintage band tees still hate your dances
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眉と鼻を繋ぐ線を倣って描いた顔  why did u make me feel so young?

evil since birth, product of cursed semens
Cause even our birthdays is cursed days
A born thug in the first place, the worst ways
I'd love to see

boy pockets, they yay high
Marty that star, I stay high, yeah
Hop in that whip, I skate by
Doin' the dash when I push that lil button
Two hundred,

And then I do the dash
Cuz loving hoes is illogical
And that's word the homies
Yeah I keep it real
Cuz too many niggas phony
Maaaannnn
I aint claiming to be

to
Alejandra, I love you
And by the way folks we got a baby on the way expected 
July 2019 (Woo) so, that's hatnin (Woo)
And I'm excited, It ain't all smiles

one a kind
Surrounded by support, all the else gets deport
No need to hand around, I'm a pimp, you're a whore
Only more in my missions, no I'm never

what a thug do
Put that on my life that I put nothing else above you
Said I want this shit forever
By your side through any struggle
I swear we gon' get

Somerset but you ain't really bought shit
Feel like Rick Ross, walk around on boss shit
Think I want some new 'lencis, what they cost bitch
1,140, need

in the light
Seen the police on my left, so you know I shook the right
You ain't never took a risk, what you know about sacrifice
Long live the thugs

and respected
Disrespect, you need detectives
Nigga ain't no question
I'm toting my Smith and Wesson
This bitch hold 30
My standing clip that's extra
Real young

chicken in the
Last ten years that's why you've been off
Every time he goes on Instagram and
Sees a picture of Rick Ross
Rockin' a long rocky chain
With

too
Be very afraid
I'm coming with Raid

All sincere prayers
Yea you know they be heard
Thoughts be abstract
Man you know I'm absurd
In love with these

a little scone
Yea I'm loving few conversations through
What they take from you just making room
If you can't love me too, I'll fill my plate with food
Yeah,

Boi!

Mike Jones

The Voice [Clean]

2009

boys are ??
Gotta stay on me

It's the chico!
Your problem's gang homie

Catch me at the club
Girls show me love
Boys dap me hugs
Haters need mugs

But I

bagging other chicks
 It's Time to Slide out, You Lost a Good Dude
 I'm Fly Like Rick  Rube, You Ain't wrapped too tight
 You got some issues, Need to Get

shit getting old but talk your shit
But remember to tote a pistol because you talking too slick
My daddy used to do crack with a old head named Rick

believe my friends
When they say they love me now
I thought I would meet my end
Three years ago from now
But I made it by the skin of my teeth
The skin

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

when I spit it you love matta fact I'm a Viking
I need a whole village to plumage yea
The nigga is here the city is scared
You got the throne then I

tell me ‘bout your God's love
I need you to show me

I don't mean to insult you
But I got a soul too
I don't mean to insult you
But I got a soul too

out of me ,
This real promethazine,
Ion' need no doctor, Pour it up, this shit melatonin to me,
Now hold on,
I can go acapella, and say fuck this beat,

hardly
Too many goodbyes and sorry's from niggas with lies and not enough time or love to know love
She say "niggas ain't shit, when I'm in the club that's

with the kale
I still look like Miss America
Bitch I still love America
I ain't never met nobody that hate America
That wasn't broke as fuck and need

you wasn’t fed you wouldn’t eat
The CIA & the FEDs really run the street
You ain’t real you as fake as yo ID
It’s too much money going on to be dying