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side of town ese, mi moto
Pero no me jolles, but I still enjoy this
Lil' Rob controla, fucking up this rola like a bomba on the boulevard
Cruising with

I'm a thug cuz I refuse to work
I get it out the mud cuz I come from the dirt
From out the slums of the hood ain't no good
For niggas like me
We

they see us saw us maybe not
Said she love me lil more when I'm cashing out
Doubled the bag, doubled it fast huh
Aye niggas is broke, niggas is mad
Huh

conclusion
So it's more abusing and the poor been losing
Can't form a fusion that's obsolete
We got racial struggles we are not complete
With the government

Yeah you talk, but you don't listen
You just talking out your neck
Better come at me correct
Cause I got time on deck
If I shoot I'm shooting

around early, put your feet up, we'll joke around

She looked so pretty, with a cigarette in her mouth
She'd grown mature, man she filled out
Come

Loui and ask me "how is that"
Well I get it for the low & then I sell it for the tax
When I'm driving thru the lane I feel like Jordan mixed with Shaq

I's
I'm face palming what is with this guy
China making you another quick disguise
Are you fucking with that real shit
Shook brothers hide
Come paint

to save us from it now?
The revolution's put on mute
And soulless songs now constitute
Every time you stick it to the man
Your voice is drowned out by

to happen
Now caught me by surprise, 
Would've thought you learned some magic. 
Same night, outside starting at night fall 
Waiting for the call. 
Looking

So he standing on the corner with a pocket full of dope
He gone go by any means
That's the Malcolm X approach
He came up watching hustlers in the night

be quiet myself
Some niggas they movin estel
Niggas be boostin' themselves, then come back to me when they fail
Niggas be takin' some L's, yah
Niggas

that we livin with
Where Im supposed to go now
Being slim or being fit
Where im supposed to go now
Tell me what my direction is
Tired being held by

mama
Roll up, spliff, just to numb the feeling
Got the vibes right, right through the ceiling
Still on a mission
To make a killing
Come stop by and see

Comin' Down

T-BO

Firecracker

to come off it
Lane to lane, with a slim Diana Ross bitch
You might see me hit the slab, big car candy green
Don't blink hit the corner, it's a flipping

pressure
Your presence pushes me to be better, so my love travels
Coast to coast, ocean to ocean
In your direction unaffected by the Coriolis
Forever

the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I want to get wit'cha 
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with

on my back when living by the alt-right
Don’t believe me bitch? Come to my home from the Del
I’m a grown man, you tryna baby me? Go fuck yourself
Don’t

love
That make sure you want it so nobody comes in between
Oh trust me I know love
When you were young, you said to yourself
That you plan to be married

in the past
Couple more probably take us by me in class
While the rest of my contemporary resting in the trash
Hate to be the bad bearer of bad news

Seasons, yeah yeah
You niggas don't trap, let
Me teach 'em, yeah, yeah
Posted with ten, we 'bout to
Have a meeting, yeah, yeah
Got a light skin bitch, but

Bitch, I'm the greatest, so fuck it, come pay me
You niggas be real, it be opposite shit
That be a shame, you niggas be lame
And some of you niggas be

On My Own

Slapdash

Actual Reality

1997

by day all moulded gray
It's all the same not much to say
You spoke to me with silvertongue
Spoke of times to come as past begun
Tope my soul with

for a mil d*ck out that bi when I come in that b*tch she gone call me chappelle cause she love how I feel love how to laugh lovin my staff pull out that