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shit from
Nah you can't get this no where man
You playing
And it's not for sell
Word?
You gotta be born with it
Aight
You gotta be born with it Word Up

know if I end up like my heroes then I'm dead

I know if I end up like my heroes then I'm dead
Two shots to the head suicided by the feds
Murdered in my

Bejing
BAPE sweater with the camo
Wrist cold, bitch, I'm freezing
Niggas never on my plateau
Rap about shit I never had then I went
And got it cause I'm

them please don't waste your time
And when we make it out it's over with this music shit is mine oh aight
I said if you not my brother you not hanging

we playing it raw
Don't nobody wanna mess around with KMJ
When my SK finna spray
By the time you wanna mess with Trae
My enterouge on the way
Big

the one
Since you been callin' the shots, tell me who's aimin' the gun
Ha, it's me, bitch, playin' with sub-machine guns

I'm big pun, the way I did her

with me)
(I just pulled up from Southgate, hoping I could just show what I wrote)
(Yeah, what up BITCH? )(Aight let’s get it, YAAHUR)
No need for me

I knew something wasn't right
First time you went and partied all night
You broke my fucking heart but that's aight
You gone tell him or should I

the rice see
3 second rule in effect if by chance I should drop it
But let me get a spoon cause I'm no good with the chop sticks
I don't need no time to look

strong
I'm gonna shut you up
Put you down like a beast
At least you die by my hand
Im not expecting u to understand
When you sleep six feet deep
It's

it to the concrete
With a bitch in the back
Head banging to the beat
Try to run up on a G
I'ma put a nigga to sleep
Plus the heat up under my seat
Will

on me
Man I think the feds watching
Phones taped nigga watch how you talking
Never trust a nigga with a new bitch
I equip my shooter with a new wrist
All

Front Line

UTD

Manifest Destiny [2004]

2004

make a wrong move and I'ma bust em
I'm sleepin on the floor with my nines by the door
War ain't fair, it's war
Front line, muthafucka

[ Mos Def ]
You

tits man I shine like a light
Won't make it home might die by the night, aight?
Pullin' up at 2 AM at night
Nothing but vibes all in my sight
In my 23's

on me

Man I think the feds watching
Phones taped nigga watch how you talking
Never trust a nigga with a new bitch
I equipped my shooter with a new wrist

been on the same thing
I'm a bitch, I stop by three o'clock, say, better not play no game

This perky got me rocked so hard, so I'ma put this dick all up

To stay the fuck away from Trae

When the fuck, these niggas gon learn
I've been the realest thang
That done came in they life
And it hurt me daily to turn

The hood, they love it, the block
They love it

Asshole by nature, nigga, no members
How I go to work, bitch, keep four hammers
Run the city, where they pour

These Ni**as Ain't Real

Big Tuck

Purple Hulk

2004

niggaz hate, we shook back to divide up the cake
Won't stop we fill the plate, y'all niggaz better get it straight

[Hook - 4x]

[Trae]
These niggaz ain't

boutta dive in
Not 5'4 but your bitch she call me Myron
When I slide in no cap dawg
Anybody from my squad grip the mic
And it's gon be a wrap dawg

it 
Ima buy yo ass a Bentley truck
With a crib by the water
Just ah fucking imagine
Could you imagine make something out of nothing
Just like fucking

Young
Ah
HAZE HOLIDAY
Scott Phree, Khalib, what it look like?
This shit sound like Dukes Of Hazzards
Okay
You ready Zee?
Aight, come on
Let's fuckin

to the gang no look
She see I'm getting money it's all in my walk
She ask me what's a jawn she like how I talk
Lil bro shooting from trae like he on the hawks

Money or murder that's what I was yellin'
With the AK in my hand I shot the fan off the ceilin'
Aight, let's go
Gang

Ayy
They got me in my