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you a better view of this shit loway
Can I take you out baby
Introduce you to fast life show you a good time
Street niggas drive good girls crazy
Gotta

shine see em glisten
I Kick down the down when we blow
N you know that’s fo sho
I Did this shit fo my niggas
My niggas don’t cap wit da glizzy
These

niggas claim they real but they don't act that way
They like IS you too real is that a act
No way I was raised by some real hustlers
Got money wit real g's

What’s that called?
Hide it from my Girl
Gotta light another blunt to switch The lane
Let her pour another cup until she Faint
Aww shit im wavy like

ruins
Have your girl crying like I was just talking to him
Keep it up dog with all that flossing your doing
I'll make a run on your ice like the Boston

type of pressure
But I still stood tall
Fear God nothing lesser
If my back against the wall
Then he leaving on a stretcher
Because that means its me

giving up
Make sho you keep on striving
My niggas pass the word
For those that need the guidance
Sometimes you go through problems
To find out to solve em

you some
If you live by the gun 
Then you die by the gun
That’s why the game I just had to run  
Cuz this my rifle 
That’s my gun
Mother-fucka better

Florida on something
Then I had lost my virginity too
By a bad girl then I got another that's two
But I always had evil energy around me
Especially in

knowin
That we goin
Back to your place but first
Let me get that double consent
May I
Yeah
May I
Yeah
Girl
That's right
That's right
I burst
Freely flowin

And look I know I sway different
Behave different
And you're looking for consistency
But girl if you knew my history to begin with
You wouldn't be fooled by

kò rin
Dizzie black boi here, mò tun dé noni
I don't play drums
But I make noise
My swag is so bad money come in income
See that girl with the red wine

niggas go-go, my nigga for sho though
Spazzin' nigga like I'm loco, your bitch off coco, nigga and you don't even know though
Ice on me and that's Frozone,

Damn girl how you been? (How You been?), I ain't seen you in a long time
Shit I'm happy that you still fine, hit me up yeah it's cool we can kill

no drama
A real boss don't babysit corners
The block ain't going nowhere
Keep standing on it 
You won't either
If that girl ain't equally yoked 
Don't

Merry Christmas to you

Black Friday, that's why
They camping out at Walmart
Pepper spraying old ladies just to buy a xbox
Cyber Monday, online

e je bibo no mean say
Make your egg roll
Tho I know and you know
Hustle fit no smile
But keep smiling my bro
You fit no even make your girl know
Ti

How sweet could it be, gingerbread man was probably me
Looking like I had bags of tea, that's hashish
Half a lb multiplied by a rate per week
Put me in

Here We Go Again

Poor Righteous Teachers

Righteous Groove's

1999

Girls the girls
With attitude
Till they come to get lick down
By the sound of a soul!
Rolling, teacher soul controlling
Shaheed on the tunes and flares

put a ring around for my X to go
You can't wife a ho
The game's to be sold not to be told
You better leave her on the po' for sho'
And let some 40 old

that's for sure
Cos mehn y'all got us lost in the sauce

My girl there
Blessed thing 
Pretty face
Beauty
Body set
I'm talking big things 
Make a Nigga come

fuckin' on hoes
It girl, I'ma do it FaSHO
Fuck with yo' bitch, 'cause she ride like a boat
You not from the hood, you really a ho
With this chop', nigga we

bitches mine
Wait, half of y'all I went to high school with
This ain't the same nigga used to slang that high school dick
I'm all grown up, she like sho

You Don't Want Drama

Eightball & MJG

Living Legends: Chopped and Screwed

2004

c'mon

Straight from the underground, fat boy from the mound
Spit it how I live it, keep it gutter, that's how we get down
I wanna see you get it