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ground clean up and get out of town
Remember those 5 tricks who robbed the click
And cops found 3 dead in the trunk of precious' shit
He finna snitch this

I've been spoiled by this college town, so many strains all around
Straight from the dispensaries, only a mule in between
Making business for

Forsaken by the promises
Left to rot in this town
No water in the well is holy
Take me as a fool
Play your tricks hard and cruel
For the deal has

a new bag
Got a little tricky trick for a two stack
She was talking shit, had to fade her in the Nikes
Diamonds on my wrist that shit be shinin' brightly

get her out of my mind 
 I think about the girl all the time 
 East side to the west side 
 Pushin' phat rides, it's no surprise 
 She got tricks in

craziness made up inside of your brain
Then you slipped by and suddenly you've changed my mind

I don't see you in the flesh
But you're still living in my

clout in the market needed LSD to spark it
My sarcasm barks a little hard for old farts
The art scene could maybe see that I ain't shady
I'm just slim.

by age
Put the town through a meltdown
I ain't talking no ice age
I swear I'm king uh NMB
Ni***s look at me sideways
Understand I gotta go get it
Time

Rock Yo Hips

Crime Mob

Young and the Restless

2007

Don't act on a pimp
You got me enticed by the way you rock dem hips
You's a trip, girl, doin' all dem tricks
That's what's up
I like dat shit a lot
Come

Rock Yo Hips

Crime Mob

BME Mixtape

2006

Don't act on a pimp
You got me enticed by the way you rock dem hips
You's a trip, girl, doin' all dem tricks
That's what's up
I like dat shit a lot
Come

laying with a sketched tongue by a dead son
If 12 comes, we went out of town in two separate cars, and she left, uhhh to get a Different purse, cause what

laying with a sketched
Tongue by a dead son
If 12 comes, we went out of town
In two separate cars, and she left, uh-
To get a different purse, cause
What

the vans

i saw her again
flipping tricks in dog town pool
i found my voice this time
all i had to do was
keep my cool
""hey, girl in vans""
do you wanna

the middle 
All these waves you might get drown 
Beat it up i'm knocking it down 
Type of ass make me fly her in town 
Let her shop until she fall

that what you're looking at ain't always what you see
Last night I played the Opry but tonight I'm selling weed

(Verse 1)
In the alley by The Ryman,

goes no trick shots 
When we run up in the motive 
We get everyone dancing 
Big summer vibe tune 
If you don't vibes on the ting, thats rude 
Bass hits

privileged
I'm back to my village
Got to finish
What's vintage

Chase the crown
By inches
Avoid the Cops
Patrolling
And pinching
After my Henchmen

Smoking

I'm just stuck in this room
Seems it's been a week
Maybe I'm a fool, but you won't teach me new tricks
I was born under the sun
Smoke strange things

There's a town with a name
There's a ground for the game
I'm fixing
There's a house by the creek
Lying lousy and bleek
I'm fixing
There's a knock

written by yours truly
Roll out with the clips
In the mix
We can chop it up, hold it up, break it down
Divvy up, spread it round, peace up 
Then we hit

Who's the hottie in town
Yeah
Don't mind my belly
It can be the peanut butter
All over your jelly
Forget the sugar
I'm your diabetes daddy
Hold on
Wait

Son, you might be a cobra but I'm a mongoose
Grab you by ya collar never let ya neck loose
I avoid fake crews like I avoid the drama
And if ya become

a nigga nothing
Aint no family in these streets so a nigga said fuck it
Went and grabbed that pistol yeah its on now
Told them catch me in these streets im

Got's Like Come on Thru

Buddha Monk

Got's Like Come on Thru [US]

You're hit, by this trife shit that I fix
I'm just like the Devil, I don't play no tricks 'cause

Wu, gots like come on through
Su, that's the call for