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first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read

ngam' askiyi Pap and Vleis boss
You wanna be Ray Charles
To the fact that I still managed
To make niggas with no albums
With descent amount of cake dawg

Let Me Out

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

I don't wanna sell yay
Get my door kicked in by the kkk
Shoulda said the police
Lookin for the quarter piece inside my caprice

from the tracks

album, Ima kill at will
I travel deep in my own mind & faced myself
I'm the only competition, embrace myself
I corrected my mistakes, yeah I shadow myself

go wherever they go, we'll be 'round the world by the end of the month

And it's like Kdot, good kid, track 4
We gon' move everyday through the back

bound to blow
The formula ain’t never been original
You play the game and now tryin' to get an album sold
I’m surrounded by the muses and they gonna be

my name now
Created balance for myself so I can get some things
Made ten albums by the time that I was 17
Y'all paved the way inspired me to become

into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's

War Witcha Homeboy

Young Buck

Case Dismissed!: The Introduction Of G-Unit South

2006

homeboi feelin' like I owe a lil' mo'
Meanwhile dis tha 1st week my album out (Okayye!)
Shit my own damn mama didn't have a house (Phureal!)
Stay focused

50 out the door

Since I'm so major
The label put down on a two-story
House and a two-way pager
Suggested a more powerful attorney,? Weiss
Handled

never be hot so my jacket is chilling
Wang I finesse I might jump on a Gucci to flex
But it's savage by strokes and I kill it
Coolest DJ told me get it I

ain't trust none they was told to keep they mask on

I dropped albums up the murder rate, turn L.A. to a kill zone
Kick they door in rob they stash swear

open up the door they slidin through the Kevin gates
Say I won't go up on tour but then I hit 11 states
Say I won't go out with 4 but got my needs wit

here 
I know you thought I was all the way on my job by now 
Well, I forgot my sweater and I'm on my way back 
And I started to thinkin' 
You sure

anymore
I swear when this album drop they gon' hate me some more
You gonna see red everywhere
Like a steak when it's raw
Fuck around and call me M.A

today
Huh!
Yuh
Most days I feel like the bad guy (Bad guy)
Superbad beat the devil by a landslide
(Huh!)
Leave a hand unshook
Josh these hearts since mine

settling for bargains
Not us perfectionists
That contradicts our slogan
We won’t rap perfection less
Emotion is the key to this game
That’s why the doors be

brotherhood)
Weather you are in the states
I don't see a Nigerian, I see an African
I don't see a New Yorker, I see an African
So by keeping the African identity

at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

I'm chillin' at the crib cooling, booling 
Girl by my side she is such a cutie 
On top the dresser where I keep the toolie 
Other one on the floor

Yeah muthafucka
You got the album
Now meet Bullet, Foe Foe, Cell Block, Full Clip
And I'm Lil' Shank
This Psychopathic Rydas muthafucka
Cut em all

I must confess, I am unimpressed
By them numbers on your check
Had to interject
Had it in her neck
Had her in her sweats
Had some winter sex
Bitch

real
Original sin in Unfamiliar places
Kicking in doors the shells poor
Trigger Finger So Quick
Baby Squirt Every Time uh uh uh
Gotta Sex Her Good
One

Verse 1: Po3
I’m motivated by the notion of being overrated or under-appreciated for greatness
I know the matrix, with the numbers on the screen I