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LOSE IT
You know you could
Yeah yeah you know you could
You think you should
You think you should
Push me to the limit
Push me far over the line
Is

sweet keep assuming
He tryna be like me than you gonna lose it
Go run up a bag nigga what is you doing
Mixing Marc Jacobs the sweater is Junya
No I can't

I can't find the energy to crack a smile
If you want me go around on the park, mama
I done stayed up and prayed all damn night
Heard that my new

If only I could lose won't you like it
But success in my veins it won't happen
I pray to God for life just for formalities
I know I will only die

go touch a hundred without goin' to jail is me
Only nigga with a song hard as "First Day Out" is Meek
Boy, you sweet
Heard you let them niggas rob

a snap of the cat like Doja
Wrap your self all around my waist
Then pull me close and squeeze like boa's
Necesito ver eso la chocha
Even if you don't see

Bad Ways

Too Short

The Best of DJ Melo-Mix, Pt. 1: Ride or Die

1999

on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my

to get me
She said I might lose my mind
If they to take you away
She said I might lose my mind
If they take you
She said I might lose my mind
If they take

forgettable
If you slept on me that's very regrettable
Fuck is the rhetoric?
Raps like pussy, I will never go celibate
Raps like pussy, when I touch it I'm

Let's Get It

Red Bandit

Straight Ghetto Remixes

2002

to leave me for dead you comin with me
Gettin head in the Bentley red at one fifty
Straight lose it, love two things my family my music
Might co-write

Somebody need to 
Give me some money 
Somebody ought to 
Cut the check 
I'll be damned if I ain't up next
I been grinding 
With all so respect 
I

I put the gun down, beat you with Bruce Lee
My bitch set him up, I rob him, waist deep
Better put gloves on when you finna handle me
Halloween masked

Hate It or Love It

50 Cent

Hate It or Love It

2005

his Barkleys
That's ten years, I told Pooh in '95
I'll kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95's
Told Banks when I met him, I'ma ride
And if I

yeah 
We see you little bullies ain't tough
cny time we will surely flip yeah
You should be afraid of us

cint nothing but a lil bully.
If you didn't

vatos aren't faking
So give it up before it's too late
Cuz you'll get sprayed if you don't cooperate
And so you punks want to try me
That's what you get

on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my

fucking 
Where/unless that was all an act/and 
If that’s the case 
Your stupid corny ass 
Is beyond wack as 
Fuck for that/ you should down a whole glass

by these VV’s I used to rob em
Pretty Little Baby you not Rihanna
You drive me crazy so I look for another
Stop it with the make me just stick your

his Barkleys
That's ten years, I told Pooh in ninety-five
I'll kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95's
Told Banks when I met him I'ma ride
And if

me
Prayed on by all these foes, it'll put you in a frenzy
Niggas hear about my woes and dismiss em
Confusing 'em with the ones that Drake ran through

For a dolla' bill people will do anything
They'd rob and steal for a dolla' bill, any will
Let's go sit back and let the beat ride a lil' bit
Let

to double back to come and yo' thotty
Carter keep telling me, "Lil' bro, chill, you
Was made for this shit, bro
You work for a mil'"
My cousin denied on his

if you wanna, find out this shit ain't sweet sweet(it ain't sweet)

Chorus:
They'll do you for a lil bit of fame, Rob you for a lil bit of change(lil

shit
Tell me it'll be safer to say it in Swahili
They be wheeling you away if you
Say it in South Philly

Look, thirty shots
I'm shootin' to peel his top