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of crazy things you niggas never know
Bitch I get straight into the bag like a hustle hoe
Niggas wanna still my flow, but they can't though
I got way too

a milli right inside my briefcase
You ain't lookin' right, I can tell you can't see straight
I've had colder nights right along with burnt days
I've had

Straight to the bag let's get it yeah
Told my boy let's get it
Told my boy let's get it
Told my boy let's get it
Told my boy let's get it yeah
Told my boy

an outcast
Moonwalking straight through these zombies I had to outlast
Now the fiends been knocking but who am I to judge
Even if they rob for a fix, I

it n' block an intruder
Or in time I'll be hbk with a sad beat
Sent straight from my producer
I don't show what I know
But I seen what I seen
I'm

me nigga
Do you comprehend 

Back Up Back Up Back up Back Up
I don't know none of these niggas
Back Up Back Up Back up Back Up
gotta get straight

For the record - It’s going down, wrapped in this sound
For the record - I’m setting it straight, before it’s too late
For the record - To heed the call

Everyday, I'm waking up feeling the pressure
I know that I need to get straight
You think I'm okay with the way that I'm moving relaxed
I've been

Bitch you know exactly what I got
You knew exactly what I thought
45 caliber straight to your

Bitch you know exactly what I got
You knew exactly

a straight jac
If he goes missing like Mike Jack, now we know facts, it's those top cats
Don't believe what you see, better stop that, take a step back, go

straight from Columbia
He says it's pure but you will never know

So babygirl when the nights get cold
Don't overdose on snow

But lately he's been
Running

C.L
Heavy D's on this track, lettin' you know there's no replacement
Peace, signin' off, check one, two straight from The Basement

Straight from

Ooooh, ooooh, ooh
Ooooh, ooooh, ooh

Mixing henny with the coca, now I'm feeling all right 
Take a shot of Parton, sippin' straight all night
Got me

straight from the heart
I'm right back here at the start
I fear I'm lost again for words
They're only slowly starting to make sense
I've been watching

Verse 1.  So whats the difference too many styles I'm straight from the city cll of my people know they gon ride with me  c true hero they gon take me out

and running
So I can stay away
Don't wanna trip up slip up in something easy
Dr. High said he would take this pain
But with my eyes I cant even see straight

Can I see you with your hair down
In your natural state 
Take a look around your place 
You put me on to game you got time thinking straight 
Not

flood

I'll run until I can see straight
cll through the waters, I wade
With my face up
To the leaky skies
My wheezy heart sings a lullaby

I try to write

Go, go, go
Go, go, go
Go, go, go
Go, go, go
Highway seven-nine
I'm on the I-5
Highway seven-nine
Straight from thirty-nine
We on the I-5
I'm not

childhoods ain't have time to kid
Went from timeouts in the corner straight to taking bids
Brothers hugging the block
But I really wish they would stay inside

admire
Told you what it was from the start I'm not a liar
An she straight up out that ghetto better not try her
Ain't had yo love inna minute
Say she love

find you wherever you are.
Keep your head tilted high, your back straight and tall.
You've something to hold each evening when darkness does fall.

Now I know when you call it straight decline
You always a piece but not a piece of mind
You mad cause I ain't see vision....
You wasn't catching it

just being straight with you
These niggas fucking round with you
I ain't playing games with you, yeah
Im pulling up im never pulling out
Don't be