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cracked
Slide over to my home
That's demon-demon time
Shit back and I feel like fade again
Big laugh and I feel like Jadakiss
Lit match on a blunt like

Fuck a nine-to-five
Made ten by like 7 something
Running off on gang? yeah, okay
He know Heaven coming
My Caucasian shooting, yeah
I think he JJ Redick

to me
You'd probably laugh, throw a party
Then give a speech
But dawg; what if that was yo kid
Gettin scraped up by them coroners off the streets
Or hung

how I'm comin all year
I'm suade I'm Smoov I'm yea
She done walked off
now you don't see her
You turned around & 
yo bitch over here

I'm Fuckin up

It's a fire and I'm heating up
I might as well take this beat
Bend it over my knees
Pour gasoline on its ass crack
Turn it back around
I'mma show it

crawling over the mountain
Kids are shoutin' but it ain't a party without them
Deeper than a mole, they don't sneak out of a hole
The secret I was told is

You's a muthafuckin playa hater. 

[Shoestring] 

No playa hatas be at the party cause it's a playa thang 

So pack yo ?bag it? in that wagon,

one else could love you like I can
I'll give you all I am goddamn
Just let me be yours

Take you to private parties
We dance while my hands all over

lose
Hottest night winning loot
Lotus life finna bloom
Caught lacking by my fears
Bapes bathing in my tears
Geobask in the field
We ain't lacking over

me and animals
Rules to this shit
I made me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
Your game on check
Not just shit pushed back

Numero uno

Yeah
Let's go back to basics
Tilt your head towards the sky, see the spaceships
Long before we were stressing over payslips
Mum's were getting

compete
Then we got AP, he a G on them keys
When he not in the stu, you can catch him on the green (Four)
Makin these hits over by the sea
Maybe you asking

of my weakness
I walk in the room and kick over the tables, there's a process to reaching the meekness
They know who I am they know who my Father is,

Every bitch I get saying she might leave
I could pull up to your party in some nice fees
Ain't no telling how many hoes I'll bring

It just hit me, I

LIKE
I GOT WITCHES, I GOT LICHES, I GOT HEATHENS  ON THE LOW
DONT GET SHIT LIT, BRO I LISTEN, I BE SCHEMIN CAUSE I KNOW
THAT IM DIFFERENT, MORE

the leaders of the new school
Y'all niggas tryna play by new rules
Your record sales don't mean you nice
Y'all spitting verses y'all ain't write
But that's

Man rise that skeng man they raising fists
When I roll up and smoke
I ain't sparking spliffs
Fired up like matchsticks
Get your whole block lit
I'm

Yo what's up Lue p Dot got that pack!

Yeah, it's mud over liquor
That's the constitution
Catch an opp while he lacking
I'm an opportunist
$30, 000

the ground, roll by and your house is rocking
Stop by them local meets and your girl come to jump inside
Let this bass drop real quick and now she creamy-pied

Keep It Gangsta

Kurupt

Der Beste Tag Meines Lebens

2002

all you suckers out there
Kurupt Young Gotti

Holocaust '98, 2002 dilemma, 3003 remember?
4004 dissipated, re- and procreated, over- and understated

from this life
Party pooper, pick a side
Too much regulation, why? Maybe I'm just saying lies
Look how far we've got in life Recollection, paper minds

a dirty, boy
Or that's your ass

I got flicked by the hooks pointing the Prada look
Off a dutchie
Caught the munchies, but was too high to cook
In

up a cricket
You can tell by the way he walking, the way he talking, that nigga bout' that shit
On the phone with Fooly, I'ma leak our fucking song if

Bitch I'm outside, 
and I'm looking for the parties (yea)
Sweating out this hair while I whine it so politely
Bitch I'm outside
Bitch I'm outside
Bitch