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through the city they switched the VIN
Me and bro locked in you can tell by the way I shake his hand
I just caught a opp shoulda seen his face boy he looked

clouds blanket the sky
Though we can't quite see the moon, we both know I'll come home soon
Rosie sunshine, you're in every windblown sigh
Rosie sunshine,

New AP, watch, can't fit it, tote that ARP, bitch, I get wit it
If we try to get with it, he get slimed out, get caught by the feds, pour the four out

killed a opp in this ho (gang, gang)
Backed out, he seen the chop and he froze
Youngest in charge 
They say 22 the G.O.A.T. (skrrt-skrrt)
I got his

at night
We hold each other tight
I'll stick by you like glue
You're such a dream come true
And when I think of you
No one else will ever do
Being with you

Synplicity

Zug Izland

Cracked Tiles

2003

dick sucked by a ho 
What about the fact that I don't fake to tote guns 
Stay outta my way and don't make me have to use one 
can't help the feeling

Ya dirty primadonna don't tell me what I'm gonna do when I'm old and grey
There has to be another punk for you to smother one more ho for you to slay

Production by Caughy
We walked up in to party
We takin all the shorties
I fucked on a Barbie
Said fuck that dude Ken
We neva fold neva bend
And my bro got out

drippy, and bags with me
I got Jb the burn lotta mags with me
Sauce waves where you at come get this bag
Opp talking out of pocket turn toa pack by me
Good

I don't blow up toh aaj 9/11
Flow cold ab ho rha icy weather
Mai kyu bolne lga cheeze like these rappers
Maine pehle bhi bola ki I don't like these

Gangsta Walk

Deviuz

Montana Trax: The Boy Somethin' Great

2006

buck jump ya bitch

Now we can get it buck in da club
With niggaz I suggest you tuck yo chain
Fuck security find out that they can't do a thang
Out

Jump Biatch

Proof

Searching for Jerry Garcia [Bonus DVD]

2005

go, now let it go
(I wanna DIE!) Listen here pathetic ho
Want us to kill him for you? (No) I got some pills, you want 'em?
(Uh-uh, I don't need 'em)

morning go down on my knees and pray to yesu
I dey wan be pilot
Make he make my dreams come true
Na me yɛ fearless
Seven years boy with a crew
them Dey fear

bitches do you get?
Her? She can't get no kiss
I'ma top dawg, ho
I'm wit' a slim Mike Vick
Walk out the crib outfit on all shit (yeah)
Would pull

real wittit
By myself fuck a meal ticket
Only roll with apes im neva caught bananna peel slippin
Wakeup hello i'm gettin to the dirty queso
Thumbin

weird saying homie
But that's who I'm a be by the most

Tryna hit Rio
Bring all my people
Get like 5 more 6 M deals
Lined up like heels
For real Dios Mio

reverse!
I am trppin` in this universe
Why we live? is there a reason?
Passin by every season
I see the vision
M on the mission
I do things that are

I rap like I can't drive, ho
So buckle your belts
Technology stealth, quality reputation intact
Cause I kept it so trill with myself
And the streets

I rap like I can't drive, ho
So buckle your belts
Technology stealth, quality reputation intact
Cause I kept it so trill with myself
And the streets

Shorty on FaceTime
Now your face mine

Talk big through grapevines
I guess it's hate time
I still move past state lines
I fear none

Lil' ho, you scare

a bitch, I'm bout my bread, I need my panko
Chillin' overseas, goin' places that you can't go
Need a chocolate, a Mexican, and an Anglo

Daddy need a brand

liye, (However happy I am, it will be enough)
Tu, jaisa bhi ho, kaafi hai mere, liye (However you are, for me, it will be enough)

Uh, going HAM
I can't afford it, so I'm eating Spam
Watching Rob Van Dam what the fuck? Sam I Am
With the green eggs and ham, nigga I'm crazy
Come

when I married dis paper 
Dez hataz looked at me funny
You ain't surround wit real
Cuz you rock'n wit fakes
If you ain't bout yo money 
Bitch I can't