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Still got love for the team
Still got love for the cream
Still got love for the green
And i still got love for the streets
And I still got love for

I'm on Pluto getting domed by indigo hoes
These smurfs love my hose they really petite
Makes my dick look like 2 feet
Turning green they envy
How I

love locked down
And you got my love all around

Who them mothafuckas coming with rhyme scheme
The fye team
Fuck around and get hit with fye things
Bitch

No Mercy

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy

[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real

my cheese
And it might take a while to count my green
I'm on a diet but I'm still gon eat that pussy like it's collard greens

And I'm from a city

and designer feets
Hate the fact that I get a lot a green
Balling like I just won the lottery
Balling up ain't no really stopping me
Call her up she my lil

drop shit
Love to the day one fans
Lost some people in the process
South By South West
Met with the Green Mitten boys
Told em we were going on tour 
Let

on a
Higher plain like Al Green
Now I mean, ay ay, they hear when I talk
Got that white girl and that
Green lady like Fairmount park
And this nigga think he G
I

drop too hot
My spot on top ya
I would tell you Iu0027m the best but thatu0027s not up for discussion
When the album drop iu0027m comin back and bitch

I hate hits
Man I hate singles
I'd rather listen through the album
Sip pop with ham and Pringles
Get all the little tingles that you get the first

belong in the deep dark pits they've been heard by Satan
Heart of stone just wants to roll they wanna call me a mason
A mason or a blacksmith
I hook up,

of use
I'm a bit out of tune
You can't get out of you
With the golden giraffe eating golden teachers by the lake
We just hit up lakes, plus he just said he

[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be

fraudulent, I'm selling drugs
Where's the love? Hit my plug
This is for my 40 busta's holding crutches
'Cause they know they hustlers
While the man is tryna

Talking on em gram
And I would kill Nigga well just to have a dad
I go by milo hit a nigga in the back if that hoe is a pimp
Witness on that scene wanna see

a motherfucker
Cause I really want it with the team

Roll up in a clean whip, puffin' on the green shit
Run up on your team quick, hit em with the beam clip
You

Damn I look good in Timbs 
But I’m saving up that dough 
So I can make em pop that dance  

Ima take it up by Ten
I’m an immigrant I’m Alien 
People

Estamo' pa' quedarnos, no es subidón
Rey de las aguas como Poseidon
Hablo con las máscaras flow halloween

Me tiro en rojo no espero al green
La paso

cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I

it
(Aye)
Look last year did some humbling
Let's get high and start mumbling
But we get by with a couple hits
And a cup with friends
Too long doing this

Without even dealing
I'm making a killing
While making them checks (yuh)
One, two, many three times imma hit the top (top)
One, two, many three times you

Blood Pressure

The LOX

We Are the Streets

2000

in a sticky green drop
Hop out
Let off fifty-three shots
Wouldn't care if I hit fifty-three cops
Giuliani might as well be merkin' niggas
'Cause

Hello, my name is Rice4eveR
This entire album is brought to you in part
By my ability to hit the record button
And freestyle random ass shit
Off

eating pork and beans
Viewing us listening to Weezer clean
Up our heart strings with hits
Gasp like pork and beans
Farting up your heart strings
Is this