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to play 
I know you heard my diss from back in the day 
I'm still down for war my soldiers know where you stay 
You either at your mommas or somewhere out

I know they been awake
& I can’t shake your hand, once It get back that you've been a hater
I've been focused my grind
They've been focused on my

ya business bro
For this shit get out of hand
An I expose you ho
I love bitches I love groupies
I'll kill ah nigga snoopin'
Money Time ENT
'Bout

Seen this all before, it's a rerun
I'm in love with myself, I don't need love
Hit the East plug, re-up, and now we up
I'ma grab her by the hand, baby,

X Pills

Hi-C

The Hi-Life Hustle

2003

down your throat, chased by Remy and Coke
Give it a few minutes and watch it go
Where they gettin this shit from?  Nigga I don't know
Got niggaz talkin

instructions when you've never even got your own hands dirty?
You do 9-5 work
I do 5-9 figures
You just complain and lurk
I'm surrounded by winners
And like

the dustpan, y'all niggas like some crumbs
Ain't no Super Mario Brothers, man, your whole life is done
By the way, I got my own money, so don't even ask you none

took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his

that dick
All she want is, that dick
All she want is, that dick
I want it, gotta have it, like Megan, I'm a savage
I'm in my bag, this ass, your hands

stretch ya hand for me.

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take
Now I lay me

(Woah)
Huh, stretch em out, dot on your chest (Woah)
Endure it today, i wont feel it tomorrow
And you know that we leave em in sorrow
Fuck nigga talk we

backs
That stretch as
Far as the eye can see
"Stereotype alert" typical IC3

But I love wavey beats too
Cause first and foremost
I can get to your soul
So

ride for your bro 'cah I'm like Elsa
I might just let it go

Trips 'round there is a stretch like yoga
No yola but I still stay stiring
Like Lola I got

And she act like she ain't even straight (that's wavy)
I'ma add mo' cup, tryna stretch my Benz (yeah)
Hoes reachin' from the crowd, tryna touch my hands

like an Audemars
Watch me as I stretch out hands and make time shall 
I take possession and rightfully claim mine
The risk of letting my talent shine, my

treat the mic
Alright now
Toni Toni Toni
We gon fuck like it’s out anniversary
Pull you by the roots
Rocking, knocking boots
Take it every way but

I had a dream i was rich
So I woke up and roll me a blunt
And went chase me A bag
Can't leave wit out fire
On church no lie
If he try like he high
He

Got me running out of patience
You know there's no obligations cause

Pull up to your crib like a couple times a week
While you editing the video, I'm

a slave that's alright with me
There's no limits when your minds this free
Riding the horse loving my flaws
Either times flying by or not moving at all
So I

U Don't Wanna Be Broke

Bad Azz

Personal Business

2001

hate, wait
drugs are more abundant than fate
and there some places about as safe as being nowhere
close to your gun out in Kosovo
run on feet from

a them same one ago say you little retch 
So anything me have right ya now ago stretch 
Turn me hand make fashion like the Taylor and the Chief 
Want hold

and I gotta pray for Boston
Keep it flyer than most
Should probably hand 'em out for me, but it's pride and they won't
Rather keep me on the side, they

could just understand how every stretch mark is its own unique work of art
How your presence alone lights up the dark

If you could only understand how

Defined By Expression

T, come back to the ends and I'm back with the smoke
Like I'm lighting a blem
Chocolate ting said "I might be a gem"
Heard