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surprise I cover up my eyes but I'm not tryin to hide Man you'll realize you can test it by the bitch
Especially when the chicken sayin â??Baby take thisâ??

a Hundred more
He talkin' shit that's a green light, I'm finna touch his soul

Anybody fuck with mines, we runnin' in they homes
My brother said he

Now it's on (on)
Bet they all think somebody's chicken comin home
(home)
Pretty Willie ain't never goin home alone ('lone)
And it's a shame because

with my timberlands on
I been here
So long feel like this is my home
You dead wrong think I ain't goin back
To brooklyn the same place where
They say ya

Know your intentions when I look into those eyes You think you're slick but what you're sellin' I'm not buying
You're thinkin' Imma  be comin' home with

Prayin' up to God, make it stop, this is fucked up
Fishy like some cod on my mom, I don't trust 'em
Comin' out the sod with my squad, rollin' blunts up

Jazzy Bitch

U.N.L.V.

Uptown 4 Life

My story starts about my baby mama
Mother Fuck ya, I wish I never met ya
Keep my name off ya, Bam-Mouse!
I can shake it, 'cause I caught ya loose
I'm

Four ounces of the High Tec
Damn shawty, where the plug at?
Where you at baby? I need that

No baby I do not need you
I do it for all my people

They paid me for a pretty penny, T-Y for the dolla sign
Never missеd on a verse, but evеrybody has their time
I left my watch at home, so I guess it

They paid me for a pretty penny, T-Y for the dolla sign
Never missed on a verse, but everybody has their time
I left my watch at home, so I guess it

impression
All by the first impression
Now I'm not sayin no baby
Oh yes, but I will say maybe

[Hook:]
Maybe I look at you
Maybe I think you're cute
Maybe I'll

hurt inside
Always worryin', mi pelon, if you're comin home
That's why I call you so much when you leave me alone
I don't wanna bug and this I promise

streets is watchin'
Joni Mitchell bet you think this song is all about you
Comin' for a bad bitch's bag ain't an option
Change ya name to Chris the way

I'm ready to rock
Got Crack that's fresh out the pot
I'm cooking up lines delivery time
I'm pulling up straight to you spot
I'm all in yo home
Put my

Here We Go

Z-Ro

Crack [Chopped & Screwed]

2008

em on 12 comin' back 21
It's 80 sippers out the book, I move' em one by one
See my hands is fast, my cook game raw
I don't need no pyrex, gimme

to admit to something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain
So let the river run
He's comin' home with his

every time that I post
Stay on my grind, I'm never sellin' my soul
Makin' some money and buyin' new clothes
You could tell it's drip just by the way that

Funkin' Lesson

X Clan

The Best of X Clan

2012

Professor X:
"Freedom or death, we shall all be moved.  Vanglorious!  This is
protected by the red, the black, and the green, with a key,

bags quick, and now a happy home
Then turned to my bachelor pad
Bitch, I got my mind on better things than a bride and wedding rings
And I prayed to see

me at a young age
And shoved me and my baby brother my mother's way
And comin home late every night
I used to hear him grabbin momma by the neck,

the dome
Your bitch be hittin'
I told her leave me alone
She want the wood I told her go shop it at Lowe's
My cousin got it by the load
I'm on the road my

Ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah
The NFL Crew and the Children of the Corn
Comin' straight from Money-Makin' Manhattan
AKA harlem, the home of the hustlas
You

ramblin/ I really got nothin to bring up/ my mom probably/ gone whoop my ass/ cuz time has flown by/since I/ boldly/ called I was mad/ I don’t even know what

World So Cruel

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

a safe place fo' my babies.
Don't murda, brown up, so crazy get'n tha cruel
World, all made up it, like Hades.
Don't make Flesh break down, sign sight,