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every beat I touch a casket
My flow choppa, I'm boombastic, ain't too many cut from this fabric, look

Ouu, I have been hand-selected by Ya, I merely

my name Tommy
Had a vision this was destined for my life story
Bible by my side I keep it like a gun on me
War ready, and we ain't afraid to get bloody

Shawty loves how I buss, I call my dick game a trigger gun
Called me her lover on the first date
Then she called me her boy best friend on the next
That's

Real Soldier

Wet Boys

Get Wet

1999

want ya life to be through 
Ya gettin played by ya company, do they have ya out dare 
You think Big Boy got hags, bitch you think you really care 
You

here to make these rappers scared of me like guns clapping off
Fuck billy talent
I burn the red flag
But if you front on my talent leave you with a toe

Remember When

HAWK

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

to chrome gats
Levis to Guess jeans, black and white to big screens
Six by nine to 18's, Bumsalack to sipping lean
Regals with white walls, 20 inch with

to make your mind intertwine with brain food at the root/
Cus we all gotta eat but I ain't sellin' my soul/
cus man can't live by them belly alone/
I'm hard

on granny's and mother's
These them vvs diamonds baguettes changing colors
He Got hit in his body ain't never recover
Gun too big to tuck it I can't even hide

thief robbers
Half is wack and the rest half is becausers
All the nectar is stolen by the bee watchers
Steal it out and sell it to the big offer
And while

Tonight's the big night gotta show them that I'm strong
Turn the music up, there's a party going on
Got a few consoles, place a few bets
Add a few

Bitch cause I got bars
Stop and frisk one of the
Best lyricist to exist
No guns on me if you touch my frame
I got a 7 punch combo that'll change the game

thing beat up.
Honeys for bodies,
two bravehearts, guns in the parties
waves, braves, bald trade marks to army
Is that horse it must be, I heard he husky,

don't know how long I got 
But know I'll die as a great
My goal was never to make it big and forget 
Where I'm from
The only time I ever quit is when

may there be peace

VERSE 7 (DOBBY)
Yo, many killed by your hand 
Way more than you, could understand
Even your kids see what you got planned 
So I got

having fun
Dating people, drinking, smoking, out here toting their guns
But see
He standing in the rain
He's safe from all that danger
But the battle in

Empty the Clip

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls [Clean]

1996

gun up, and try to test me at will
I'm fillin' you playa haters with nothin' but favors
So bitch, you be guardin' your grill for real
My niggas got

first notes I saw no elastic bands
Steel pan drums
Brix not Brum won't ever get bagged with sticks or guns
My first baby that's a bold win
And it's called

gettin' fatter, bruh
Pull up in a Maxima
Turned up to the maximum
We in here layin' tracks again
This here was designed
And it wasn't by no accident
Like

like you don't give a what
Cross it with your ring finger
Spread your thumb and raise it up
West Coast West coast
what up
I don't need a gun the way I

the tommy gun
Body goes numb and ya eye lids close
From the lead over dose when I split cha kinda low
Cause my trigger finger only do nothing but squeeze
I'ma

them glizzy's tucced
Y'all can't beef cuz y'all ain't rich enough
You niggas clicking up
Big ole sticc, extended drum
We pushed up word to my mom
Me

Yeah, I'm surprised that I don't have a felony
The stupid shit I've done
Stood my ground, I didn't run
Even when I was staring into the barrel of a gun
I

your own, imma handle my business
You could probably tell by the way that I'm living
I'm just a young nigga making decisions
Back on my bullshit, team we

laughing at our big affairs
eating asian pears as we’re overrun by grizzly bears
a man is sitting on a porch with a can of beer
longing for a time when