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a remix
Kicking flavor in ya ear its the 36 Oooo
Called up the crew cause the beat was bumping 
And they rolled up like i had beef or something
Rondell is

common
Its only up to you to stop it
Everything that happens in your life is what's reacted to
Don't give it a reaction and your day will go by really

MODEL D & MPC-60 BEATS: Bobby Sparks II

Verse 1:
Let me tell you bout a girl so fine 
Take you down around Baton Rouge
She knows what she's working with

her friend that's a very cheap fix
And with this rap shit bitch I'm John Cena you can't see this
I'm in the booth talking crazy by myself fuck a remix

ties from every angle, but they all look up to me uh
Woah, yeah
This is easy as one two three huh
Yeah we rollin, cruising down the block like it's

No I’m not picking up
No I’m not giving up
No I don’t give a fuck
No I don’t miss your love 

No I won’t hit you up
No I won’t stick to one 
No I

left now you balling, baby girls are calling, I'll never answer

Again, yeah I'm hurt, feelings turned dark, turn the party now to the cops, shut it down

niggas get the hot seat when i flare down
Can't bear the heat now they resting six feet deep
Turn they white sox red, pitch a sale to em' like "You could

pound gyatt on the Pibby that I glitched
Chop a Goon down like he drank a Grimace Shake
Low taper fade, start to think that I am Ninja
Pulled up with

And when you hit the scene they laugh
Wild like I’m nick and dontae
Loved and hated like I mock Kanye
Jus let me sip my Bombay
Or get turned to a zombie
So I

caught him made him run lil nigga
Brand new choppa it a blow you back this bitch hit like a pump lil nigga
Got that bag up in your hand when we catch you

bars is just like cars with missing parts
You can't get start
You break it down and make it art
Then fix it up and watch it spark
Disappointing i like

Talkin shit that's until it hit the fan Ha
Run and get ya gun cause you ain't got no hands Ha
Pussy by yaself but tough around ya mans Ha
You love that hoe

love with my lil' shadows
Dwellin' in the shallows (shallows)
Sun risin' in the east, I know you guide me by my feet
Know they'll probably preach

don't see me coming down
Specially when I got it by the pound
I might get a lil low but I'll never hit the ground
I got the whole damn world tryna jock my

bars is just like cars with missing parts
You can't get start
You break it down and make it art
Then fix it up and watch it spark
Disappointing i like

Kent
These hoes don't fuck with you, get walked by like a park bench
Everything designer bitch it gotta be that way
Man I came from nothing I didn't know

(Start this)
I'm known for the stepping nigga I ain't with the talking (Foah)
Better stay in line like you parking
My young niggaz running man down while

up my bag, now you niggas is needin' me
Ouuuuuuuuuuu
I can't show no fake colors, cause that's not a part of me
Lost me some brothers, we miss him so

cuts Nigga fire you up one seven five
I ant even talking one five three your know we fucking sliding
Gmg we in this bitch I don't know how to talk
TTS we

big
And ain't lock us up for bodies that they know we did
That M shit clean you out like ammonia
Imagine '89 fuckin' Appolonia.

Last name Robinson,

I got the slickest and quickest of the sleazy flow
Say my name, make em choke up
So what the fuck is you sneezing for
Got em all mad, I know

the gauntlet
you got a spaceship hon, then I’m on it
playing chess rookie and your castle is haunted
I sting without any remorse like a hornet
nick all my fury

on a song
You probably won’t be found 
Too much shade being thrown 
Let me chop the tree down
And them pussy niggas mayne 
You gotta stay away from
They’ll