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We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homie on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangsta, save your
Crew, before I put

me, here I am pok’em, pok’em

I’m not a law prayer
So you could tell your mayor
I’m a non-stop driven by poetry slayer
One, two, three, down for

Duck Down

Boogie Down Productions

Sex & Violence [LP]

1992

You say ah one for the trouble  two for the time 
Ah come on y'all  let's rock that
Duck! Or wind up DOWN!! 
Fiyah! Huh 
Pal Joey in the house  D

poland chill with my lil boat
What they calling you? they calling me baaa
My fault I mean they call me the goat

Aye 2 2 3's like my name mike
Indubitably

but a worser day
everyday mi people them a pray
pray for a better days worser days
everyday mi people them a 

VERSE 1:

Them a look fi Mr better
can't

beautiful to be the man

lil one that evil man

[Mr. Sancho]

holdin the cap of my gun

surrounded by copers

I'm settin to run out

am ownin your crew with

the Devil
Boy I keep this iron by my hip, ain't no one bout to wrestle
Come get yo bitch, she tryna blow and slurp me like some soup
Bitch ain't no punchin',

sadremember back thannow i miss you moremostly around tenbefore lunch timeyou always on my mindoh, sweet love, hard to find sitting here by myself, feeling all

so you ain't shit
Gunpowder shots in the dark, pour the proper off my black lips
Chicken grease in the chapstick
Known by the bank as Mr. Back End

But the sauce
The sauce is forever
Loaded carbella
Drippin' and splashin' I need a umbrella
Two Monte Carlo, I need a Paretta
Thinkin' you do it, you

got 'em waitin' and watchin' what he gon' do
Tryna peep what I do, tryna steal my moves
$2,500 for a new pair of tennis shoes
The same price, I could

I survived the s*** 
They wrote about 
Stayed above the dope house 
Mama worked two jobs
My uncle worked the dope house 
The flyest on the school

ticket
Shitted on reality for fantasy produced (by tact)
Mr Rough-records
On a real island yo ass won't be whilin' and smilin'
Who's the character?

Mrs. Bass, I'd like to ask a couple things
First off, I know you want to be completely sure
So here I'm sweating thru my pants,
but if you'll just

Mil' on the wax, mil' on the car
Ten mil' on the crib honey grand on the bro
You fuckin' with a boss
When the beast by ten
Lil' trick, you a star, trick

the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him two lips like roses and clovers
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
Mr. Sandman, I need the man of my

homie
My style like Mandela meets Monster Kody
Cop backwoods by the box bro, OG only
Drop 460 for a zip, need 2 to be cozy
I hate to stunt but look me up

Loose)


[Verse 2: Veronica Vega]
Yo man say my body so trill
Yo body so ill
It's by its own will
He ova here still
Yo man wanna get with me
Everything I

the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you know I got'em 2 for 1 my

two, one
You know I'm the hottest, you ain't ever gotta heat me up
I'm present when I'm absent, speakin' when I'm not there
All them bitches scary

I found out like two weeks ago that I was a pimp
I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp
Man I do it, put that shit on everything

Revolver [Paul Van Dyk Dub]

Madonna

Revolver

2010

Do you wanna die happy? 
Do you wanna die happy? 

I let it bang, bang 

You've been hit by a smooth criminal 
A bad girl 
I got you cryin'

One by one Mr.
Two by two

ਕਮ ਨ੍ਹਈਓ ਹੁੰਦੇ ੇਨੇ ਥਾਣੇਦਾਰ ਨੂ,
ਜਿਨੇ ਰੇਂਦੇ ਅਰ੍ਜੇਂਟ ਬੀਬਾ ਤੇਰੇ ਯ੍ਰ ਨੂ.
ਟੀਨ ਆਂਜੇਲਾ ਦੇ ਵਾਂਗੂ ਗੱਲਾ ਨ੍ਹਈਓ ਹੋਨਿਯਾ.
ਨੀ ਫੋਨ ਕਾਨ ਉੱਤੇ

Then I got this lil hoe
Said that she usually hang with the fellas
It's funny cause she got like three kids
And two of they daddy's
She never did tell em