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up, make a bag just like Weezy
Nah, I don't care if you grind on the pole
We can keep a secret, nobody gon' know
Got her in designer from head to her

acclaimed
He Will sign his name
Immortal name in war fields
Will forge his way
The King is back for you to fight by his side

Here is the King, we´re all for

go of that selling nigga
She played it raw she said she went an got a better nigga
I sheltered niggas from da cold like I'm a sweater nigga
I heard da

before
And no I'm no player
But the game too cold, to be lost in sauce
In the streets stay sharp
Or they'll fuckin eat you raw
The ones with fake lashes? I

dem go use for food
Boys N the mood
Boys N the hood
Boys just wanna do real good
Boys too raw crude oil
If you use us right
We no go do yahoo
Boys in

Red hat on money so long
Everywhere I go I never belong
When I'm fucked up I write another song
All in my head sometimes I'm wrong
The struggle was

this is me, trying to attempt just that
"You took my heart… and gave it a home"
Danced in our ears, filling our emotions with an ecstasy of endless bliss

the block then you better turn to Keller
My baby told me grab her by the throat it just make her wetter
Put the game in chokeholds everyday I'm getting better

might know my old face
But, I've been all around I got a whole different mindset
Not a lot of time left
Serving up the Pine Crest
Now I'm in the fine jet

dive up in your pussy smoking on forbidden fruit like
When she comes its party
Clothes off her body
Only raw papers but she love them bob marley's
Dusse'

scared to be in love but now I'm in pursuit
Hit it raw, Hit it raw baby like I'm in love
I'm in your thong, in your thong playing with your butt
Yeah she

wrapped in a
Old rug gettin' disposed of
I rock the designer shit that the hoes love
My shooters doin' drive-bys
Playin' Rosebudd's
They ain't wear no

I hear a story in Purgatory about a war reporting
Live on CNN representing Capone and N.O.R.E.
I couldn't ignore it cuz the raw's gorgeous
It's so

Death dumb and blind claim they woke
But sniff a line raw
Fatherless kids get drunken high off sniffin pine sole..Mind gone..
Sons and daughters

Catch me outside from a red eye flight
I'm dunking on bitches in France tonight
Leaving my soul on the court that's tight
I'm not lending money

Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bae, I hope you don't get offended by the way I'm

you can't even teach
You got Saved by The Bell call you Screech

Werewolf mode bitch I'm a apex
Blood in my eyes hunting paychecks
Always going in raw

loving on you
Yeah, I know how you feeling, put my trust all in you
Um, baby relax, move slow
I ain't got no time for the hoes
Heart attack, on the road

If You Got Ana

Crime Mob

Crime Mob [Clean]

2004

Crunk in the club with the crew by my side
Ready for action, I pen out the ride
Who's ever with me will throw hand so quickly
So if you against me, be

10 Million Stars

LL Cool J

10

2002

Kicking back in the coup
I got loops relax, I'm hotness
Monotonous fans is running bizzack
L please don't leave the game like thizzat
Never in a million

or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because

Star Wars

Nas

Illmatic [10th Anniversary Platinum Edition]

1994

or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because

me out in public that glizzy right by crouch/ an I only hang with killers, I’ll money ain’t in no pouch, my mama raised a hustler, I was born to count,

forever young while we pour in the glass
Funny story the homie caught slippin’
Same night I almost died by two dogs and I ain’t kiddin’
Cause just a week