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Ima bad guy
When I play I ain't playin by the rules
Wasting time
Fucking shawties, niggas shoulda stayed in school
My niggas only getting blues
This

want Chanel go get it (get it)
But my cash ain't wit' it (wit' it)
Gimme lil' space like sentence
Won't play no game like tennis
Shorty independent,

By dis Texas playa who girls try to get me there
Look at dat girl starin' at me ova dere
Wit dat nigga
But I don't bare dem peepin'
Gon by pass my

women 
How did think that man responds
This is wayy bigger than us 
In this game we pawns
They build jails based off our third graders
While lil jacob

paljo tää rap pay me
He ain't like that, miks tää äijä act crazy?
Aina kun mä steppaan, family only
Niinku Speaker Knockerz, I was gettin' racks by my

她一直在流泪
不要再去后悔那些事情不会改变
早就告诉过你不要再把时间浪费
她已离开不要再去幻想她在身边 （x2）
她一直在talk’bout me
Lil bih proud of me
外面下着雨
她眼泪结了冰
Feel like EMOME
Bih I’m lord of ring (就像指环王)

Ghost in the Dark

Ghetto Commission

Wise Guys

1998

signs PARTNA !
Who the man ? I'm that nigga wit game that splittin heads 
And gettin paid off of caper change 
I rearrange yo so called posse
Beatin

Soldierette

Turk

Young and Thuggin'

2001

you shop everyday
On tha real like a man, girl please believe me
I don't play
Look here I'm a man by my words
Nigga try to jack you I leave his brains

fuck that it's not even close
run up the checks on a low
spray and watch it fallin slowly
u know I got the sauce
I added lil touch
and I made it gold
올려

what you got in mind dude
I used to sit beside you
Recite you lines in highschool
We used to run the game on bitches that was fly and bright too
Let me

Put- Put it in his mouth
Now he aint gon shout
So lil nigga better listen ehat we talking bout

This shit aint no game
We is not the same
You praying for

Niggas playin' games like this
Shit fuckin' Quidditch
Your personality's a lie
Live up to your image
I feel like Kanye at the VMAs
I'ma let you finish
Uh,

something new for a lil bit
Pull up pull up, hold up hold up

P in the cut RAS in the cut
What up
Holding it down let's go

I'm bout to levitate to different

Student of the game became the MVP
I seen the closest change so I can't show no sympathy
Played the beach I was a starter
Love my pops I lacked

Firm Freestyle

The Firm

Firm Biz

1997

my chips
Stare a bitch down when I rock my whips(UH!)
Knowin that you hate me on the low, cock glock by dicks
Stick me for the ice on my wrists
Keeps

Destroying suffering and pain
Changing your ways, changing your days
Shining my rays, like Lil Wayne
Daaaamn, I came to make it rain
High vibrations straight

no job
Was thinking bout how I can get to that pro job by swinging it
Ding dong ditching
Would make me feel nothing like innocent
But in a sense I

make a shitty road
That's why I know I got a bando
You can tell by a nigga dress code
I'm a legend in the motherfucking game
And everything you seen I

but you Up in my head
Emotions running tried to play me But you played yourself
I wish that he would take a low blow Keep it by the belt
Mind racing

bring back home improving my stack game staying stagnant ain't where we at Mayne I value my needs more than my wants coulda bought some Prada i needed

spill
Sending love out to Midwest I feel that stress but we gotta chill
Know the get back game real lets put our focus on that other drill
Pay attention

I'm smoking brain cells having chest pains
Feeling fake love niggas playing chess games
So that might explain why I'm on a rampage
You can't be right

Shout out my lil cousin he been growing he ain't thuggin
Why you trippin Girl it's nothin I ain't perfect I got luggage too
Maybe we should hit

casa mi casa soy tu padre Grey is yo papa
Yo father I spank yo lil mama
Then put you in collar, the trunk of my Honda
I'm rippin through this pack
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