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gotta up my weigh
10 years flew by the world ain’t changed
Just to make a name nigga kill you take your chain
I been peep shit hella strange since lil

heat and gave a rib bone
And stamp I been a king, since first was kicking it with Syndrome
I been hit with features, was that nigga could depend on
Cuz

I don't really like how these niggas talking
Let this 40 spit at a nigga now he barely walking
Nigga you can have the bitch boy cuz I barely want her

shit so bright
That's probably why I like the pape, Pink and Blue
These birds watching like owls, I don't give a hoot
It's a Dream Team, it's an Alley

always throw set up
Said we left a nigga but his bitch was the real set up
Plugged em by the 4 he said I'm showing love
I shoulda taxed em moe I ain't

and violence make themselves at home

We worship what we own, sin rots to the bone
You can have thousands of followers and still be alone
How many people tape

alive in these cold streets
Mashing for wealth
Up in this ghetto, OG's P's and C's
Thugs, pimps, playas hit the 6-4's or 3's
In the ghetto, I'm living in

they're telling me no
That I cannot go with you
Don't, just sit back and roll
Sit back and chill
Let it go, Let these feelings go
(Tell me bro)
Tell me,

I gonna get by?
That's why I need a twenty holmes so I can get high
But everybody that I'm talking to, they claim is dry
I know you got some in there

White when I wen't to Crossroads
Ya the Bone Thugs and this is the Crossroad
Ya Eternal was '99, when Hip Hop said goodbye NY
Somebody don't eats by

O M G get back please
Busty lil bitch on snap she a tease
Met this lil red bone I gotta take home
I had good intentions just like my vlone
She so bad

for his life
 And I never got chased by a Rambo knife
 but your bro got chinged by a
 Rambo knife
 Every other time that we go on glides The number

Weight on me like the clock of Flava Flav
By the end of this song I dug a grave
To bury these bitter succubus'
I'm a man on a mission
A galactic decision

Getting to that dough
I'm chasing the guap right now
Four I pour I drip by the walk
I don't do this for y'all
I just do it for ma
Hell yea
Who figured that

to flaunt it 
Woo!
Alright girl now just let me bone it. 

Overthrowing the thrown On and on ima run it ,in common with Tutankhaman  become a pharoh well

What's up FrancKo?
4...
Recluso, they ain't ready
Y'all ain't ready
Y'all Ain't ready
YER!

It's illegal
Rolling up some regal
Desert eagle
Pull up

slipping the more that they drank
Bitches that’s looking like fours turn to eights
Fishing like cats and they wishing for dates
Only then noticing that they

forget home
Four shots later her forehead at my hip-bone
You afraid to admit you too hip when she get home
Now you see why me and monogamy don't get along

you still are willing to keep on checking in 
Looking in
Juvenile two year old with a microphone 
Sitting and spitting these writtens that been killing

come through
cnd with no remorse I'll smack these niggas
off they pedestal
See ‘em on the book posting ‘bout me in subliminals
Man I really wish these

I loaded the gat with the words from a rap and I'm gonna show these sticks and stones just how to make a bone snap
Spazzing like an old Mac, getting

all the extras who better I'm better right I'm so high I jus might buy a satellite
I'm high my bad I'm sittin by a satellite dropped her off dismissed

be crying bout
Grab ya bones
I'm freezing da generations sense two roam
My speechless power
Melts da room
Ya shawty prolly running
She curious, so I

I'm not gone hurt for her
That shit was hurtful huh
Bad ass yellow bone with purple chrome on dental surgical
I'm on this search for her
Lord I know