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Hey D, it's me ya dear ole daddy that you never met
I miss you and ya sister too, I never can forget
As much as tears have soaked my soul and left my

the she hulk
A bitch with the green, the pedal I can't keep my feet off (GREEN)
I don't rock chains, but I'm on the grind til me, Melo, and Ray Loot could

under red rocks
Never lack, never flinch, keep the pistols, and the stocks
Bitch, I'll never let it slip 'cause you'll end up off the docks
Glock by

omo live as fuck
Men I stopped going out for two years
Came back and The guy was still inside the club
Still blamming babes like a big dawg
When they

with ink 

cnd I don't blink grab her bye the throat We fuck by the sink 

Like whatcha think I won't fill ya fucking gut with a shank 

See this is pain

The block pop so the strip full
Rocks, got a fist full ball pop shit
That hot shit I gotta click for
When I start sparking
It be barking like pit

inside ya touch Midas Mighty Golden eye Double 0 spotting the 7 Heaven showed me With Blue Flames How I fight the fire Been ignited since Wayne wheezy Baby

a hundred words
Now it seems as if we live in two different worlds
Baby it's cool, you can go now
But don't lie to the next guy and say I broke your heart,

Ms. Ebony! 
Beautiful skin that shines in the light
Goddess by day, Goddess by night
Ms. Ebony! 
I love your skin, I love your soul
When you got black,

You talking macho 'til the gang outmans ya
Bout'ta blow up, baby, エクスプロシン
Got opps running like nose when a cold hits
Unorthodox, uncouth and unnoticed

Shit don't move me, never move me
Rollin round still two deep thinking too deep
If they catch me slipping baby is you swinging by the way
Ain't got time

Game Got Switched

Brad Baker

Tribute to Ludacris [Tribute Sounds]

2005

[Chorus: x2]
I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes
Too many rookies, not enough pros
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit

take down the ops like they a Christmas tree
Lay them six feet under  presents below a christmas tree
Nothing I ever got ever was free
I'm like your baby

the goat ever since a lul lamb, in thunderstorms I was going shazam
Now I gotta show 'em all wassup
Hang with bosses it's never no chumps
Rock wit 'ooters

[Intro: Bizzy]
The one baby!
As a child, army days, cancelled the fun childhood
After runnin away with mom so many times
It's tearin their

Maintain

Z-Ro

I Found Me

2015

South sive for live, S.U.C. for life, nigga we get cash forever

(Chorus - 2x)
Maintaining, hustling struggling but I got to survive
Keep maintaining,

Leave me alone, phoney clone yea watch ya tony tone ay
Off a Flintstone wit the whodie les rock n roll aye
Tic tac toe take ya ear like Van Gogh
Hit you

gonna guess where or when
Is this mad mission's going to end?
And so a new trend will begin and
Bend ya soul to the bone
KMD rocks styles of they own
I

(Yeah)
(Aye yo, y'all feel that)
(DJ Luffuate baby)
(Let's get it)

Submit To The Rhythm
Turn Up The Bass And Start A Funky Cataclysm
Submit

clothes the fucking curtains
Wanna buy mom a crib wherever she wanna live
So she don't ever get got to take nobody bullshit again
Trying to take her

Peachie Queen Verse - 1
Ignition ya'll the starters but now you're head hanging all like a martyr talk is inexpensive if you ask me crossing barriers

Me and Jesus the Pimp in a '79 Granada Last Night

The Coup

Steal This Double Album

Well, he was smilin' like a vulture as he rolled up the horticulture 
Ignited it, and said, "I hope the vapors don't insult ya" 
What I replied

Ignition Peachie Queen & King Brice

Peachie Queen Verse - 1
Ignition ya'll the starters shit talkers but now you're head hanging all like a martyr

rounds
Hands on the floor better keep ya head down.
Imma stir that thang up like ya momma at home
better keep it real quiet cause she might want some...