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I was hanging round til the sun came up
You were coming down from last nights drugs
Summer in your eyes and it froze my tongue
You said I'm a mess

to invoke a deep breath
So that I can just whisper a prayer
You can bet I am scared
Of what's coming
Knowing what I'll be confronting
Something inside me

time for a word from our sponcers,
and then we will return to our final round coverage
of the Enbuary Classic. (Whispers: Well I have no idea
what he was

act on us like arsenic
The disproportionality of your response makes us legit
You know what? I don't even blame the journalists 
They're doing their

of me
I'm trying to get it together and
Focus on doing what's right
But I swear to God
I don't even know what's expected of me
Harahan was the death of me

Guilty

Bounty Killer

Presents G.H.E.T.T.O. Stories

2002

started!

Now all my niggas stay dirty dirty, buss rounds by the thirty thirty
Frontin' niggas y'all don't say a wordy wordy
I'm tired of y'all niggas

way 
Round in circles I'd go 
Longing to tell you 
But afraid and shy 
I'd let my golden chances 
Pass me by 
Soon you'd leave me 
Off you would go 
In

out
I'm hanging by a thread
I'm wasting time, my state of mind's
Been a little hazy lately, but I stay alive
Come take a dive, inside my head
Feeling

time left to make amends, but

I am a recluse, only playing by the rules
Always afraid to be the fool
And never around for long

I am a recluse, doing it

what a dream looks like
This the soundtrack to the good life
Stir the sauce in the pot so it cook right
Riding round the city 
I'm just riding round

??? (Where)

Tydolla$ign

Campaign

2016

I told her where it's at? Where it's at?
What we doing? Where ya at?
I've been drinking, it's lit as fuck
Pre rolls, no blunts

Hop in my whip

of my problems till I can't even finish the sentence
What we doing? Link up
Link up, link up, link up
Link up, link up, link up, link up (Finna link up)

it, so proceed
I don't get it, what you mean? Got no time you know me
The same problem I can't hide it, real ones knows that I am tired
I'm no joking

the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones

Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm

Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones

Choppa

(bands) bands
I keep a glicky right here by my side just in case a nigga wanna fuck up the plan
I am the (What am I, I am the man)
I am the (Yeah) man
I am

Aye bruh you know I'm saying like don't come round me with all that slick shit now man all them questions and Shit you know I'm saying man all that

and everybody's
Got to die, Dawg
What am I to do besides tell
You that your vibe's off
Running round chasing vanity and your desires
All the I don't bend or break

hanging upside down
The world is turning round and round
Your castle's burning to the ground

I´m fed up of the lies you tell
I´m fed up to my nose
I have

to old age
Fingers gripping the cliff
cbout to fall off
Watching all else I  love leave
Don't be wowed by what I did in public
Know how deep I go in

the cribs, the watches
That's some of the things a young nigga dig
But I'm doing it for the love, the passion, the people
You know what I mean
They tryna be my

on your belly with your hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself just what am I doin'
On this road

Steppin' to the A.M.

3rd Bass

Cactus Revisited

1990

the time?
Time to get stupid! (At the sound of the tone)
What's the time? (The time will be one A.M.)
It's about that time
What time is it?
Shootin' for

'm on a roll now
And soon enough my name be all round
I mean the whole town
You gon' see me up in billboards
You gon' see me doing real tours
Cause you didn't

It's Mr. Suave in this bitch
You might not like it but your wife type did
I slide right through the whole scene and I'm scoping
Hoes steady chatting