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Sheesh, I guess I'm back
Brought some guns with me
From tourin' in Iraq
Baghdad, trash bag, my money in Glad bags
I am Mr mosely, your bitch on my

bitch ain't celibate I
Fucked her in your room
Sweep these lil' nigga up
Dust pan wit' the broom
MK's and we burn one of
Your hot nigga like soup
Two door

Stop telling dem lies
I’m young nigga only fw dem dimes 
She tryna fuck she digging my vibiz 
I’m keep running up money 
She seeing hella green I

expected of me
Paying homage to those that shaped me as a whole
You could say there was flags thrown cuz it had me in a hold
Grabbed me by the soul
When I

Young nigga I used to go & skip school & ride with the tool
30 chains on, Mr T, I pity the fool
And I'm keeping it cool, bad bitch sitting by

写首蝶与花的歌Maybe someday
My Lil mamacita
回眸撩起你的秀发
你的秀发划过我眼眉
Cut it out Drop the 4 3 2 1
Wow oh
能遇见你我变贝多芬
弹首钢琴曲来让你评分
你就是我的邱淑贞
能不能留下你的吻
Always by u side
And i wanne be

They call me Mr. Goodrich, cause now I got the hood mix
How many more bitches, gon be jumping up on our dick

[E.S.G.]
Needing bout a hundred

the hood bitch
They call me Mr. Goodrich, cause now I got the hood mix
How many more bitches, gon be jumping up on our dick

[E.S.G.]
Needing bout a hundred

Trouble Man

Sho

Trouble Man

1993

time to vote
And if I did Mr.President wouldn't understand
Life in the ghetto
I'm the trouble man

(Willie D)
What ya know about the trouble man

shit coming a mile away 
straight to the point 
aku tak main by the ways
tak penting 
if u lil boys even gotta say 
stick to my ground i dont gotta

South's on My Mind

Crooked Lettaz

Grey Skies

1999

done came and left
I'm by myself, with your traces 
And my yard you know it's hard, mentally-scarred
Brain-barred little cousin Joe, I done seen

Ya, lil Ed, huh, April fool, boy

Gettin deported
Just Got recorded
Call up my lawyer
Given me tuff time
Now in the news
By popartcy
They on my back

Fives what I brought
Got the nines in the back
Snortin lines off her back
Whomst Gang bitch, your shit whack
Got your bitch under the tree
Bet she will

All dem deh, weh all dem deh did deh
Mr. Wacky, Bogle him set them trend deh yeah!
A dancing legend living in heaven
Til I see you again, me have it say

literally had one job.
I have informed Mrs. Claus if your negligence and I will be pursuing legal charges.
May the Lord be with you.
As Always
Santa Ain't

And how they loathe the poor
If I say any more they might be at my door
(Shh) Who the fuck is that
Staring in my window?
Doing that surveillance on Mr

to no man 
That's why I stay on my grind.
These days people die young, 
See those *iggers by the conner wanna do me like Pop Smoke.
All my moves are

paying no rent, mmh, yeah, you can call me. mr no bill
Batman with his fist, shut up, get of my Dick
I'm sending all these peas you can call it the Gotham

the Michael Jackson moonwalk music
Had to walk back to it Mr. W is double U
But I could double U
Sipping E & J half n half I'm seeing double of U
That just mean

shit finna take flight
Feel like Mr. Freeze how I'm surrounded by ice
Gettin' them blue faces
Yeah aight

Bullets getting bigger kause they niggas getting bolder
Fuck them lil rocks bust my shit down in boulders
I didn't fuck the bitch she just got kold

cake like Mr Kipling 

Remember got my first chicken that was finger licking (Yeah) 

Ian Goin mad know his Credit bad, wonder why I never tick him

Gave

C Paul
Baby you a blessing
For that I got to thank God
Tell me what you want
And I can make it happen
You already know
They call me Mr get it cracking

Mr. Browns
Thick bitch with some lil'-ass tits, all my bitches brown
I'm done wonderin' if it's smoke, nigga, I'm just gon' gun you down
Nigga, kill