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the haters, We make it rain
Tryna see who's real or fake For the grind, I keep goin ( goin )
Tryna see that money up in slow motion Wake your body up from that

the Jakes
Mans got the ace of spades
Man is always blazed
Like, likkle man, can't you tell by my face
Better know
It ain't no waste
This gelato's got me

never touched a mic
I'm watching motherfuckers play with life
I watch motherfuckers play with rhymes by night
Making my life they mother fucking life

Run up on the, yeah
Gutta Butta
Gutta Butta
Gutta Butta
Yeah, straight out of trap, where the struggle's real
Chasing that paper, ain't got time

Wowo wowo wowo wowo yeah

You fit try you fit try you fit try
But I know say go frustrate oh
And by the mention of the name of the Lamb every Olila

When you big enough to do it 
And yo homies always knew it 
Shit cut deep 
The times they’d hope that you won’t
You knew the storm.
Some was wit me

despising little germ in hopes to reproduce a part of self like a fern.
Spoken bridge part: You know what I mean. Self reproduction at its finest yo’ we

you, with yo never havin' pape ass
Niggas think they poppin' real Perk 30s, that's a fake tab
Ayy, I don't even gotta wrap the bows, cause they gon' do

in
Must contain the sly lineman then
Go deep and throw it in a fucking swirl
Just make sure that the target's hit
Barring on, catch real talk
No punt

My Everlovin'

Cru

Da Dirty 30

1997

for Might Ha
5 to 15 fed time, even
Need a pair of kicks?
Mmm girl, best believe
I got ya, that's from the heart
Cause you're my everlovin'

[Yogi]
Yo

know what I'm saying (ah)

Catch me up switching lanes (Real), my riders wanna race (Skrrt)
The engines and breaks (Break), it cost wigs with these

mascot
And you can feel the shit real, she don't need no ass shots

Me and yo' bitch, yeah, we twins
For life can't talk about the shit we did
Fuck up

tellin' my legendary
Sagas on the beat, you feel me?
A king's journey, ha, word
Lemme talk to you real quick homie

Who you know better? Don't
Make

deep)
Still waters run deep

They say the people that move in silence are
Often the smartest and most complicated ones
Yo real talk

You can listen

market
So keep barkin' 'cause real dogs we bite first
Y'all can talk on the mics but in life my knife works
I'm ready for the game, is it ready for me?

romancing hoes
Let 'em know

Let's spark it up with that heart to heart
If we could talk it off and we would
'Cause we gon' smoke it up
And she gon' roll it

yuh breast dem
Nuh care if ah silicone

Yow Minnie!
Link up the British gyal dem fi mi blood
Mi Gucci ah talk suh mi dont she ah word
Every real

The Ugly Truth

Louis Logic

Sin-A-Matic

Yo yo, I hate those filthy fuckin' monkeys
And the features that they share with simians
Disgusting junkies, welfare recipients
They livin' off

After four hundred yards, take a right
And then you have reached your destination 
Yo, yo

And I've been single for a while now
I'm not been

to begin
'Bout foul talk you sqwak, never even walked the walk
More less destined to get tested, never been arrested
My album will manifest many things

my
My, my, my ham glazed?
She said
Woo

How fast does love come for
You know its gonna have to come real cheap

We pulled up there 'round 7

my
My, my, my ham glazed?
She said
Woo

How fast does love come for
You know its gonna have to come real cheap

We pulled up there 'round 7

Duck Sick II

Compton's Most Wanted

Music to Driveby

1992

sounding so wack, don't try to bite, yo.
You'll play the bitch and I'll play the pimp.
Then I'll be pimping your ass to make money real fast.
Cause

Time's Up

O.C.

Time's Up

1994

to begin
'Bout foul talk you sqwak, never even walked the walk
More less destined to get tested, never been arrested
My album will manifest many things