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Howdy folks!
Just checkin' in with y'all real quick
To see how we're all doin'
How we feelin' the music?
Everybody still alive?
Man to the right

music
and are forced to play all that garbage
By time we admit to ourselves that we've been set up
our love is stronger than your hate we have no time

sorry
I'm sorry I'm not I'm sorry I'm not
I took a trip to Cali
Not to fuckin' party
To many every day's a party
If you workin hardly
It's like 3 a.m. in

Everything Gwaluh been the fuckin' shooter
Pass it to my lil bro to
See if he gonna do it, yeah

And you know I fuckin' am
Spray your ass with my man
Then I

want to see my roof gone
I could never let that happen 
I play it smart
Me & Don often laugh about how we about to kill everybody off
Premeditated verses

take my bills and digits by the triple
You look a little lost so let me lay it simple (Lay it simple)
I'm stuck with a lazy eye lid but I see it as more

life's a marathon I'm out here running by myself
My biggest op, my mental health look like I got nobody help
But I know I'm loved, don't know why the love

featuring Big Punisher KRS One 
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS! 
Verse one: KRS One 
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me 
Than

keep around for a body
Four shots at the party
By three a.m. you sorry
The two of us had we meet ends
How the fuck we become less than friends
But

I wrote this shit
Just so you can see that I'm doing better
Taking these drugs I got some problems
They work for me I let em
Been taking losses

a mile
I’ll Run 3 or 4 more just again to see
The shimmer in your eyes when you stare to me
I know things been rough and it’s clear to see
I’m doing all I

Loving who bitch I'm plucking you
Its just another day
Feel like I'm falling off 
So I gotta make a play
Get 3 hoes in we make a quick 
Overnight to the c

Ain't suge, but don't be dancing in my videos G (Nigga stfu)
Donkey Kong to ya Diddy, imma keep it PG

I'm not the one I used to be at age 16
I'll write 3

they see
Is I don't got
A jet yet
Imma drop a project
That they soon will never forget
No abdicate procrastinate
Cuz this is Devils Advocate
Always had

Lombardi Trophy Back to Lambeau field Yeah!
Bart star!
One of the greatest by far
To ever play it before
Cause back then quarterbacks
Really went to war

And don't pay me in fractions, I need it in whole
Raised by Ms Futty you know ima goat
Niggas tryna sneak need to, go take a note
ARP, two to three, stuffed

from the dead
Can't you see I got these blood stains on my hands
It's Mr Check 'Em off wreck em all 
Come through like a wrecking ball
I'm creating havoc

shit
We wasn't thinkin' bout school, we was out yellin' squad shit
Takin' risks in the trenches, we never been uptight, play by the rules
Ain't tryna be

a mothafuckin Monday
Why my bitch bad like she walking on a runway
Kobe with the shot nigga you don't want the gun play
Ya, side note
You was never one my hoes

lady

Cam certified me on day one
I shot a nigga on day two
Bought a Benz on day three
See why these niggas hatin’ me? I’m Mr ruga
I’m still

All I Think About

Bad Meets Evil

Southpaw [Music from and Inspired by the Motion Picture]

2015

don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be

it's
The David magic wrist getting money
You bitches can't see me like my mother home
She's bitching her dog is
Back with another bone
Hollar for

chain on me, so heavy, move slow
Three weapons on me, in my heart, oh no
Weapon on me, hit my heart, oh no

I got a game we could play, Russian Roulette

A lil' nigga I’ll love till death play me my tune
And soon we’ll see our kids go on and graduate from school
Are there anymore after her, more after her