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feel like I'm floating Like, where are we going
I don't give a F like I'm failing Guns turn  you, boys, into Ellen
But I ain't acting generous, you could

I'm a violent fuck) Uh

When I did that drill, I had one eye open (brap)
Dot-dot smokin', showed him (bop)
I had both eyes open, starin' him down

my dawg but in the end these niggas switch
These niggas they victimize cause my color of my skin
Got shot by the police when I was 21
Yea
I'm a cold

100 Elbows

Deuce Komradz

Still Ridin' Smokin'

see-O-W-be	-O-why
Rollin' blunts, swervin', ridin' down 65
Windows tint, it's clear, and I'm still ridin' smokin'
High, and ain't focus, police can't

Mayday[00:13.58]There were snakes in the grass in the garden of Eden[00:15.21]So I can't be surprised by the treason[00:16.63]We not going back

precision (I cut it all out)
Got all of theses scripts but it ain't my prescription
I'm over dosein by the devils persuasion
I kill in the night you can call

blinded by beams
Ion need a gang, but they know where I be
Don't get it fucked up I shoot ones for free
I'ma stay lit smokin' op's in a spliff, aye
You

me
People send shots to my door tryin' kill me
Keep that forty, three clips, yea that glizzy(Gun sound)
My niggas got drums look like Mickey 
Fingers

money
I can't turn to guns or drugs, my pops had done it all for me
I smoke a little bit of weed to keep the demons off of me
I still got ptsd, from them

rounds in that drum
Ridin' round wit that choppa
Hundred rounds in my gun
Thinkin' I'm playin' and I'll pop ya
They don't want know problems
Cause

Clay
Now achin' for more
Smashin' these punk cats like s'mores
Static V is playin' the C. I rock the M.I.C
Since I'm double-dippin', smokin', sippin',

under the A.C. 
Niggaz be fakin', pullin' they guns out they holsters 
Keep my shit right by my dick like I'm supposed to 
New Starang, I been this way

Off (SKRRRT)
Smokin’ Prem Gasoline Can’t Hit Nah
Been Ridin’ Another Wave 
Y’all Really Gettin’ Hip Now (Yay)
My Young N****s Love To Pop S*** 
They’ll

watch me blaze ya
Uh, Saturday twelve to midnight to one
Just begun, so grab my gun check it
Big Poppa, throwing niggas off of cliffs
Smoking spliffs

stop)

All they hate I held my tongue I bit it
They bout it,
but the lord with me  I'm with it...
I overcame the flesh just By the Spirit
He lives in me

and ready and deliver
Twin go pass the Drake, you know I got my gun, we hop out a ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra, and we make fuck niggas run, smokin' dead opps in my

shop, fuck it yea what’s new  

Put that shit on queue,  





You know I’m always double strappin' in this bitch (*gun cocking*)

I go raw, I'm talkin’

Jazzy Bitch

U.N.L.V.

Uptown 4 Life

Demetrice, Evet, and Sabrina
Never gave you the low on this stank hoe
Katrina I seen her, walkin' out the Melph by herself
She's a bad bitch from Uptown who

the street
poppin' crys, poppin' jaeger, smokin' on that colored green
back to back, we got a hundred 20's in our stack
if you smoke the finest weed I bet we

Damn

Kwest tha Madd Ladd

This Is My First Album

1996

and shit, the devil's gonna be pissed
But there was much tempation up here that I couldn't resist

I saw MC's who rhymed about guns, they had none, so I

niggas came around with all them guns and them frowns
But I still stand ten toes on my ground

I ain't never ran. I never ran from a nigga
So, who the fuck

Dust to Dust

Louis Logic

Sin-A-Matic

such a slut?
Savage and sultry
To the last days of their marriage, she practiced adultry
When she finally bounced on the boy, he drank by the gallon

Modern Day Mugging

Ugly Mac Beer

Ugly Mac Beer Invasion!

can't tell
But still, you gotta be careful
Dudes be so scared they cop pleas by the earful

V personally favors, "please don't kill me"
Empty out

I’ma treasure 
I done fuck your baby mama, did it just for pleasure
Got you pissed off, I can tell by your gesture 
Om, oh, Omg
Ro Canali, he a G
Ain't