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cyah D-H-N or me

Me nah run go nuh weh
Nuh boy cah run mi from my yawd
Me nah run go nuh weh
Rise up my broomstick and my dog

Nuh boy cyah let mi run

these n***** fake they my fucking sons
All on line with all them fucking guns but when he died he ain't have one
Damn how that shit work? damn how that

This bitch the In N' Out Freestyle
Pussy boy acting out like a huddle, I'll get him together
One way or the other however, Deuce
Because you know we

Second lines pity crimes
Down to a gun call all from a phone call
I done been through it all
Well you forgot my name fiend
And I don't fuck around

It's your boy Mack
ABM for life Bvlly
Gang forever uhh
Well N**** it's the way of life
We were hustling hard
Tryna make it right
You could get it

I'd be a millionaire by now
Maybe even as early as a baby
From the classroom to the break time
Kiss chase in the playground
Hoping that he picks me

die lyn en die lyn is lung
Sy bars in en sy vat my hand
Sy se sy soek net n regte man
Want loyalty was shot by the gun
In this life you must be wise

pretty boy
And mama said God don't like ugly
Cool, Jehovah's Witness won't bug me
Nickname Anchor Man, all I got is "news"
Pop new tags (New) , I cop new

Pull up to yo bitch house
Hi nice to meet ya
I ain't just any ol body
You heard Aaliyah
Spots on her back
I know this bitch a cheata
Put her on all

wasn’t able to muzzle
In the game, I just tripled the double, I feel like I’m Russell
I rose from the rumble, my grind wasn’t subtle
Them n***** was

a running back so I don't rush
Y'all not nice if we keep it a buck
I'm like, what the fuck? Your new song
Keep that shit tucked
Rose ball like AAU, I keep

When pushin gets to shovin
All these n****s start their bluffing
Acting like they heard it from the beginning
When they heard nothing
Time is moving

King of New York

Raekwon

Twelve Reasons to Die II

2015

"Demon" in blood
On the titties, no remorse for life
He wild for the night, son, gun and knife
Living trife reckless, hang a man by his necklace
Then mail

the dog in the sandlot
King of the rose Im the n***a with dem lamb chops
Ready to explode like shaking up a can pop
Puffy send a n***a for the cake then

Texas, I'll steal 'em if you want 'em
Grab you by the hips, let's hit it, baby, one more time
Let's see the goods, nice and slow

('Rim made this one too?)
(This my final warning, yeah)
Wash me in the blood like a vampire
I can tell if you a wolf by that rose tooth
I put all

Hillwood Hustlaz II

South Park Mexican

Time Is Money

2000

them all a rose
Eighty-four, the story goes
On about that boy Carlos
Sippin' fours, hittin' dro
But never put nothin' up my nose
Body froze, casket

hulk hogan
Still a free man
Like mr. Morgan
N my life is very vital
Like many of organs
Metaphors on steroids
Apple made by android
Got money in the bank

promenade down in Tennessee

I got no chaw in my jaw, show respect to my ma and pa
No dip for me unless it's followed by a twirl
Them rowdy boys a whoopin'

see me in a casket I ride by myself cause all these n***s seem like plastic know I hurt they eyes
when they see me all up in traffic
Flexin on these

I know you need a bad guy
So load the gun and aim

Let me be the bad guy
I'll legally change my name
Nobody wants a nice guy
'Til they reach

on me like a d-boy
But all I know now is the B-line
I got the feds following the decoy
Google Maps, I'm streetwise
I saw that coming
Eliminate all risks

to the top, like I'm brick in the pot
I'm like Allen with the rock, I ain't missing a shot
When I'm down in the Dirty, I be booted 'n sooted
Me and Nelly got

Don't be with too many these niggas be bummy
Gun tuck by the tummy i'm gripping the heat
Stay ripping the beat look who better then me
Ha ha ha ha ha
Awww