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No Matter What

Made Men

Classic Limited Edition

1999

(Intro - Whispered)
It's that type of thing right here
Yeah

Vacant Lot dumb niggas!
Make it hot dumb niggas!
Made Men dumb niggas!
No matter what

and you know i be pimpin
Get dem QPs by the week bitch you know i be flippin

In all black on yo block
Servin all these thots
They all suckin cock autobot

bothered by it at all
Prayin' for my downfall, dig you deeper in y'alls

And that's that real shit
It's not what goes into the body
It's what's comin' out

off no bean
My niggas rock from the bean
Might fuck around for that green
I make it hit, that shit feel so clean
Niggas start coughing, now get

rock a whole cake (huh)
Only burb that I knew growing up was that muhfuckin' big body bitch!
Niggas hopping out it
Had to go in the house I seen niggas

this daring bed.
I want to imagine that we'll both die like this, that our eyes will never open again,
that the last thing we'll see are our pleading

pack that 
Black Mack 
In a hatch back 
Seen fien overdose from the crack jack 
That beam Blow a nigga cap back 
Only 13 and I had to go and stomach that

They want trap music. I lack that immaculate 
talent to rap to it. I mean really, 
how the fuck do you sound that stupid? 
Never know. Might be

this world ran by drugdealers
killers and crooked police
and these fuckin politicians that be runnin the streets
And that's the reason why I'm rhymin

was at, went home after that end of the brawl
I rock a different way, I don't be attracting the law
It wasn't on camera when my fist was cracking his

Schizophrenic

Bizzy Bone

The Gift [Clean]

2001

the garden of Eden 
Eve was corrupted body combusted from the flames 
Cleveland ain't give me nothin' but game 
Goin' insane and It's rainin' bloody murder,

my throat
Or does she only rock with the boys who came from ekasi and all
Or maybe both

Mellisa had the pink high tops brand new
A piercing on her

Pleightfour Presents: Location Unknown Four: Happy Hour.

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I'm too black
Swag rock like ooh that shit so crazy bit how you do that
She say she want Code but that's too bad
I'm on that new shit where them blues

called they motherfuckin’ bluff
Came back with slingshots
And told em ‘kick rocks’ or leave
Your toys in the attic
Found a body in the woods
It was La Toya

a robot but u got to b honestly why
Cause u bought and u ought to kick rocks
U weird caucasian figures that think my name is nigger
If u keep on callin me

Got my introduction robbing shit at Hustler’s
(true) they call to squash the beef
That’s not in the discussion
Made it to the point only
Reached by 5%

come or crack
Somebody cone on a Sunday
That black CZPO1
Extended smoke like a lung
50 shot the new drum
Get your whole body spun
Now how's the sound

reception
I'm crazy, I'm goin’ ballistic for the gravy
I'll let it go in your biscuit
From the screw face, cat black
You know that I'm twisted, stupid aim
My

Tick Tock
You know the routine after I
Fuck a bitch get blocked
Shit was to easy bitch was
Amazed by some Black Rock
750 for these Louis Swim shorts
Your

Gimmie the Mic

Trae

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

I can wreck that hoe
It's Jay'Ton, in this bitch with that boy J-Mo

[T2]
I'm J'd up, you can tell by my clothes
I'm iced up, cause my whole body

Stuck in a world that I don't even know
Is this rock bottom goddamn it's so low
As I'm lookin out my cage and I already know
That the answer to my

body
If the pussy good then I offer to my posse
Pop that rock back
Smoke loud drop stacks
Yeah I heard you talking but I don't needa talk back
Pull up

lock just don't stop the rock
With the way handshake body rock
There used to be a time like way before this song when
All the handshakes were like twenty