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Then I took it back I was oh no
No homo but I do not want no more hoes 
All I know is I can do bad by my solo 
No free dick bitch no promos
Scary niggas

brothas, we got next there's no denying it
My flows are like some bullets, ya but I ain't driving by with them
I'm stunting on this shit, y'all gon have

barcode
No label I say whatever the fuck I want yo
These waters are unknown, got a squad full of sharks tho
And by now y'all know the hardest is our coast

stayed by the shack like Kobe young
Back when I played Zelda wit my homie Quan
Bloods tried to recruit, like c'mon man you know we strong
Moms used

(I’m the motherfuckin bad guy)
I got caught up in the game and they came after the real me
Now I’m making all my moves in silence like a real G
Man

Baby, you look so good to me, you are all I need in a man.
Yeah, you got such a sexy way, I believe I just became your biggest fan.
Ooh I'm, gonna

Baby, you look so good to me, you are all I need in a man.
Yeah, you got such a sexy way, I believe I just became your biggest fan.
Ooh I'm, gonna

Baby, you look so good to me, you are all I need in a man.
Yeah, you got such a sexy way, I believe I just became your biggest fan.
Ooh I'm, gonna

Baby, you look so good to me, you are all I need in a man.
Yeah, you got such a sexy way, I believe I just became your biggest fan.
Ooh I'm, gonna

Baby, you look so good to me, you are all I need in a man.
Yeah, you got such a sexy way, I believe I just became your biggest fan.
Ooh I'm, gonna

Baby, you look so good to me, you are all I need in a man.
Yeah, you got such a sexy way, I believe I just became your biggest fan.
Ooh I'm, gonna

Baby, you look so good to me, you are all I need in a man.
Yeah, you got such a sexy way, I believe I just became your biggest fan.
Ooh I'm, gonna

Backdraft

Arsonists

As the World Burns

1999

a Bat-man, and Rob-in those that are fine

BACKDRAFT!  Engine engine number seventeen
Mic the gasoline to pass the team and lead us to the finish line

I want, an Oscar for acting
Like I’m acting, like are you serious man I’m real
Don’t care if I don’t appeal
To the people outside of my steering wheel

moving in super speed ARs shoot like bullet trains
AR's like scars. You can't go far
We gon' shoot at your gang. My man, my man
Choose your words

function
Music thumpin
Blunt is bussin
Girls are bad
Dirty floors cuz these youngins ain't got nowhere else to ash
Said excuse me let me through
There ain't

said he plugged in wit the blues, like let me see those
Then I asked him, do he know someone go by the name of "Debo"
(Give me that shit)
AR with a scope

staying humble in these streets you barely getting by give respect to get respect never asking why nigga flip the birds so I made’em fly getting rich and we

on dawg. It's only gonna be a few hours, I promise
Aight, but couple hours or not I still charge Day Rate
Day Rate? Come on man. Sam did it for 75 dollars

the Bleachers
Get in the field get your hands dirty take a L
Take a sack throw a pick get it back and prevail
We'll never know who we are until the day we fail
If

Till I'm face up
Fuck check-out time, we don't wake up
Damn these EST boy's done came up
Dirty ass chucks and a bad bitch lace up

OK, where the strong

and then gone like
ZOOM ZOOM
A buck 20
A buck 30
My ride stay clean but my ride too dirty
Cruise the city with a girly beside me
Bass hit hard man this beat

been losing my clout
All of my instincts are clouded with doubt
So fuck it, I'm out
Bad decisions with a lack of vision
This is not supposed to be

raising us when Dad was gone
Single widow with two kids, man, that was strong
Never complained when things got bad and hard
Took me and Tito and just kept