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Talkin' 'bout that East (EASTSIDE!) That's where I'm from
Raised on the 'line, it's the beat of my drum
4 niggas on the block, that's my homies for

On the Grind Homie

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

the opposite of chubby
Ever verse is crack, and crack kids be singing they love me
Mix-tape Messiah 4 I bet that you become a drugy
They sayin that money talks,

into raping and heroin

I'm addicted, ever since I tried it
I'm addicted, and now I'm relying
I'm addicted, man I ain't gon' lie
Not a night goes by

on it
I can't complain, I be gone by the morning

With the wokks, and we came just to run it up
Niggas envy 'cause niggas can't fuck with us
Sip a four

me)
She can never be my bitch, she too friendly
(Never ever)
I can't even pick the bitch I want
It's too many (It's too many)
Yeah, I know I hit your

It's not true
Can we all agree this is just the beginning?
By the way, I've never really even spoken in front of this many people before
So I feel my

doesn't comes back, hunt it down and KILL IT 
Ever since I seen you fucking my brother 
I can't have a normal conversation with my mother 
I wonder if your

grip on all reality Life is costing more than what's inside of me

But I'm a spiritual thug and she a damsel in distress Calling me by my name, she only

Civic a juste 4 portes
J'ai du money pour des folies pis du screening pour les bad lucks
So let's get away together dès que j'aurai fini mon album
Y'aura

it
(Fuck) can't sleep
4 AM, I see a figure
Think my life is over but he can't deliver (shit)
Sat through all my fuckin' whispers
Telling me my

My 19th Birthday

Dave

Game Over

2017

of the songs I make, materialistic aims
Make me feel a way when I want it
When I got it, it don't ever feel the same
We got different types of problems
I'm

and tell 'em
Catch up like Dungey
Ha! Ha! I'mma beast like Blake Griffin
We ain't slippin'
Louis luggage I ain't tripping
Airshippin' G4 no retour
I tell 'em

LA with a stick, feeling like Ohtani
Scam this, scam that, I feel like I'm Kwame
Tryna slide and kill a hundred opps
Feeling like a Nazi off a four

family, my brother, my geezer, my akhis)
It's just me and my brothers

Yo, it's death before dishonour
It ain't just a saying, that's a rule we live by

Rockin' forty belows (ah), these niggas is hoes (ah)
Miraculous flows, grip the MAC when I pose (brr)
Click-clack with the fours, mismatch with the poles

I been losing sleep every night I keep
Trying
Losing my mind it's that
Time again

I don't know if I ever wanted you anyway
Stuck inside the past I'm

industry dead ass, or is he!

Five minutes and fiftynine seconds gone by
Are you really ready for this lyrical high?
We can shoot without bullets, D F

KC got flow like the ocean
Switch gear in to 4 wheel motion
So high I think im overdosing
No I aint bragging 
Im boasting 
Its hot in here
Toasty

Guerilla Till I Die

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

a guerilla, by any
Means that I'd murder if I have to
Heard my homie's working as an undercover
Ready to kiss my cheek, and earn your silver pieces
Could it be

right now I'm on the west
He know I'm not from out here, by the way that I be dressed
I got rich white friends, so you know I got connects
And I came

My Life Is Sweet

504 Boyz

Ballers [Clean] [Bonus DVD]

[Chorus - 2x]
My life is sweet
You could tell by the Benz and the Beamers and the Jeeps
Big wheels, big grills make them say oooh-weee
Custom made

want to fly to the lands
We might fly out to France
Babygirl know ima thug
And you know I got to keep 30 right in my pants
You ever had a picnic in

want to fly to the lands
We might fly out to France
Babygirl know ima thug
And you know I got to keep 30 right in my pants
You ever had a picnic in

up 85 on the dash
Wondering is this the dream are we really free at last
Then you see the news another death by the cops hand
Black man you ain’t free