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Sky's the Limit

Dres

Sure Shot Redemption

1999

17 shooters...but they don't 

Understand till they're three time losers...Chucky Smash...I be killin 

Em...I hit em with the minimum...then I

other albums, plus
The merch, plus the shows
I ain't even tryna flex
Dog, just get the arena set
That way when I come to do my service
It's a set
Me up

the sucking song
Yeah that's my life
See me in the highlights
Walk up on a nigga
Knock 'em out like I'm Mike Tyson
I wanna grow out
Live long and show out
Hit

lived with my mama
Hold up wait I still live with my mama
Gotta thank her for keeping me humble
But these niggas still acting like I ain't the shit

in this network like CBS
Critics is stressed that they see too much of me
It's troublesome 2012 when my album hits the streets
In every bar, I will

with one dude, you got beef with five guys
Ain't no going thru no drive-thru, but they gon' hit that drive-by, and bye, bye

One minute you got

scared (scared)

[Verse:]
I wanna thank god for blessin me
To hit you wit this recipe
Yeah you got more bread than me
Bitch but I know you scared of me

with his dried out art supplies
What they taught was lies, cause I just stay lost and cry
Inside day and night, watch time pass me by
Freedom became

featuring Big Punisher KRS One 
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS! 
Verse one: KRS One 
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me 
Than

Wonder
Blind to the bullshit
Wonder how I get around
I came up from the pound
Keep my feet running ever since I hit the ground
King crowns all we carry in

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep

got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

[Chamillionaire]
Niggaz was throwing

a nigga under me
GREAT you lil niggas better run from me
And i still pour lean by the 4oz
Same nigga back used to sell OG
Nigga yeah that's on GOD
I used

fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take

it click, i'm not gon' stop
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, hoes only hard on Instagram, bitch
Cut that live off (Ho-ho)
Hoes be thinkin' they queen bee

posted in my living room

I been grinding for some time so bet that album coming soon (Uh huh)

When you come off MDR you know It’s hard for you to lose

Dumb
Still coming in with d coupe
Winning now u can tell by my nike
Shoes
Tell dem mo'fuckers check it
Then I wreck
Banging all the L's
Take off like

ridin' trends
Of another
Just to live for a cover
Damn
Oh Yeah
I know you think it's hot
But what about the ones
Out makin' solo spots
Just to make

'm not tryna make hits, I'm just tryna live
And that bothers them like it bothers men
When it's more than that but I call us friends
Terrified to get hurt

and hit the roads and I was on repeat
It's ironic when you're tryna get this money to live free
But you'll risk getting incarcerated for couple G's

me
grabbing hold of me and tightening its grip

tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans
which look great on me by the way

When I get

Yoda
A Florida, Pensacola
There's more to roll-a by Motorola
I'm in control-a, I hit the quota
I made this beat sound while
I was in Minnesots

Fuck,

NYC Where I'm From

Tony Yayo

Bulletproof Radio

2007

Orleans whoadie duckin' them Warrants
You get stung by my MAC like a batch of Hornets
Time is splurge like the San Antonio Spurs
I got rings like a Laker