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Pokéma-N-Go
Don't lose my keys
Let me Pokéma-N-Go
I wanna fuck and leave
Let me Pokéma-N-Go
Ya ya ya ya
Skrt skrt skrt skrt

Caught a few after school

Paradise

O.C.

Bon Appetit

2001

'em dead
No reason for treason, money don't matter to the clique
When it comes to us, we break it even

[Chorus] - 2X

Word

trippin', how I'm 'posed to react?
If you knew you wasn't gon' come through, why you promised me that?
Ayy, you can't call me by my government
You don't

Pfft, been havin rack, you feel me
I ain't no shooter, my niggas shoot, but like
If a nigga play, he catch this glock
If a nigga play, he gon' get

hit different when they gone in the dirt
Came a long way and took me some steps
Walking by faith I was stuck on the self
Cooking it up like chief in

Memories of happiness and so much pain
2Pac, OutKast, Goodie Mob and DMX helped to keep me sane
JamMa says Jesus is the one who brings us through the rain

choppa sit front seat it ride like a trolley
It lift shit up just like a dolly
Do the work all by myself no I don't need no colleague
Gotta car just

you know me so well"
The lyric hits me and I come back to the present
Touched by the reality that you are the first to ever see me
To ever
See
Me
All

Bumpy Bring It Home

Freddie Foxxx

Street Triumph

2006

ones, I blast past the fake ass ones
You see, I don't think no nigga's nicer than me
I'm not conceited, that's how I read it, these niggas heated
I

she couldn't make it on her own

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head, say what?
It's like a jungle sometimes

ain't no bitches
I'm shooting this spot up
Killin' it
Young nigga killing it
I got the grim reaper right beside me
That's how you know I'm killing shit
I

fatter like gunna
If you see me in the distance turn to two words fast runners
Want me to kill a couple rappers they can't do it by themselves
Everybody

I remember that gaze the one that caught me by surprise 
The one that confirmed you took me to the other side 
Friends first, this a mess, but what

thug baby
Never get me confused
Better keep ya bitch close
Cus I'm making em choose
And I been getting to the money
Counting blue by two
Long as you stay

beating their meat
My feelings are way too deep, they turn me into an OG
Might take a number two on the beat, this feels like a number 3
I be feeding my

that you'll always be with me
Hands down
Tell me we can let go of the past now
Let go of the past now
Aye, aye
I thought we could let go
I don't want

never do none
Yeah, don't make me hit you with that Glock cause you got two sons
Try to play with me, we spin your block like that shit too fun
They call

Rain-or-shine,-by-your-mothafuckin'-side bitches (Seventeen)
Freak bitches, (Eighteen)
them Inbetween The Sheets bitches (Nineteen)
Them call me Daddy when I'm ballin' through the streets

feeding off of my energy 
Whos gotten down to the bone cause I let you get close to me

I dont know why I tried
To be that guy that stood by your side

Gotta keep her head up and make sure that she don’t struggle like me
Wanted a daughter when she older wonder how she gonna be
Too scared for boys because

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
One-two, one-two, one-two
Yeah, one-two, one-two, one-two
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, turn me up a little bit

That ass on me how she Put that ass on me 
Backies smoked like two Packs got me dreamin 
Know my nigga carrry 2 Straps he a demon 
Shawty always hit my

Shaking it, Shame on you,Shame on us
The devil came to town

He's shaken them, 
I said don't play wit us
Mason wants us all gone by tonight, but I am

At the saints game got a four in flask
Two bitches with me one white one black
Racks hold me down I even tryna sag
Interstate money boys so you know we get