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to the show
Half an hour till I'm on

Shawty want to violate
Put my hands up on you this can escalate
Take you down I catch you by the fireplace
Afterwards she

down a red dirt road
Little messed up but everybody knows
Folks like us make the Hometown gold
Every last breath and every sold our show
By the end

There's 24 hours, I don't got not one to waste, so tell me what ya sayin
But tell me

Why they throwing all this shade up on this light of mine
When I done

up
It's fuckin' October, why is your tree up? (What?)
Been wrapping them gifts in cunch
Dropping 'em off tryna get my P up (OT, OT)
Then John Lewis

What, what, what
What, what, what, what
Bitch, I'm pullin' up
Im having money now

And hell nah, I can't get enough
You ain't broke, nigga
Boy you

Player For Life

Too Short

Chase the Cat [Clean]

2001

and she 'bout to get peeled
I know you heard why, no need to tell
You lookin' at a certified P.F.L.

You wanna be like me? I don't think you can
Your

Get Up

The Lost Boyz

Legal Drug Money

1995

to the funk 'Cause the funk is it
Seein' shortie on the floor tryin to show the skirt
I wanna run up on her and push up on her and
Kick some Willie Bobo

It's like 20 P's in the back of a Penske
Who fuckin wit me
Changed up the status
My shit to official
These niggas be rattin
Can't fuck with no

Until the sun goes down, down, down
We are busy building up, up
P-pile the stuff we found around-round-round
Constructing ‘till we drop, drop

always on da go know GVE they got my back
Fill up on number 6 I'm da 1 dats from da jack
They kno Ima handle bidness ain't question that's a fact
Im comin

To control my body my soul my rights we should burn it all down by the end of the night

P S Y C H O T I C
Psychotic they say that's me
To reform better yet

to the funk 'Cause the funk is it
Seein' shortie on the floor tryin to show the skirt
I wanna run up on her and push up on her and
Kick some Willie Bobo

Attack on the Stars

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Swass

1988

every day's a perfect ten
Always gettin' caught with tactical equipment
Bringin in my Uzi on the U-P-S shipment
Cut 'em, droppin' 'em, no one says I

to hell, lately I been feelin' like Lil' Kee

And I been by myself, it could get real lonely in these streets
But I gotta stay focused, I'm sippin'

dreads
Throw in the towel you know who I be’s
Fuck buyin vowels man I’m tryna buy P’s
Whatever’s necessary fine by me
The Blind Ali
Line up or get lined by

I just wanna hide my face deep inside these racks
I don't like to show my face I'm deep inside the trap
I done lost it all, got some weight and got

A King Kong to the same niggas with the horns
When I show up ba surrenda
Enoba bo ndaa I am the Phero without the mask
I am the s*** one of a kind one in

What the fuck

I ain't been drunk in a minute
But shawty you attending
Up in my room, you
Youtube, say it's the young goat 

Look, say its the goat

Dabunni show up
Always reppin' C-SIDE from the beach side
Pretty face down to ride never need a guide
LBC bout to blow up
Rates about to go up
They want

from his blood and I eat from his flesh
Let me balance it, jump on a beat then I savage it
They tried to raise up the P's then I straddle it
You know

interrupted
Shut the hell up John, stop drinking All this cash on table, you need to check the count

Can't even understand this English, influenced by the 40

no)
Showing them 'til the day comes (you gotta show them)
Hold 'em up high, ride 'til we die (yeah)
Love is the message (look)

These affirmations,

They ain't a friend to me
Still up in the hood
But I got rich bitch tendencies
She just tryna get flewed out
From John Kennedy
Couple shots in
Make your

warn the blind
They'll see the lord
I once met a spook
Who sat by the store
Picking up nickels
Through the cracks of the floor
With no will to work