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making these coins
Samuel Lawson's making this beat
He has a massive succulent meat
He's a loyal man he does not cheat
Michael's an NPC bare creep
The boys

tough guys who only talk & never act
These kids selling their dignity for some plaques (just for some plaques)
I'm not off the hook myself but everybody

mild is what the ladies call me tall dark hella handsome and ballsy yeah and fresh is what I'm always is this is a grown folk fucntion no kids i grab

Mommy
Mommy
Mommy
Mommy
What
We love you
We love you
Oh
I love you too
Muah

I want it
I get it
I got it
Just give me
I'll do this shit
All by myself

do it
But guess what bitch i can
And i will
Do it by myself don't need to kill My shit is priceless
So
Don't need no multimillion deal
This ain't

he isn't home just know we're bonding
Me and your dad

We got matching T-shirts when we were up north this summer (Nice shot)
We hit the grill and he

Shout out all my hoes, I wish you well
Couldn't do this by myself
Cheer for me in public, like you Gabrielle from Bring It On
Can't you tell my

Young Love

Nature

For All Seasons [Clean]

2000

by this young bitch, a dumb bitch
I offered her ones, she wanted hundreds
She don't even drink, shorty sips SunKiss
Caught me on the one on one, always

form a monopoly
Storefront property, if not, another robbery
I'm puttin forth the effort, murder's the method
The steak is peppered
Son when I let off

Spring Water

Raekwon

Heist of the Century

1998

medallion flashin 

(Son, talk your jewels 'fore you jump in the pool) 

Aight, do', I stay blacked out by the leaf 

'cause I eat to live, not live

Had to make this shit happen
By my lonely
Shooting my shot
I make it like Kobe
If you ain't break bread
You is not my ho-mie
Don't say you love me
When

on the chrome
Hate to be sending them home
But I'm on the way to the Promised Land
The Angels are tagging along
Tell me what it feel like
Bitch, this shit is real

And that's how it is

Peace to everybody listening
If you got a side girl then she probably settling
Keep your problems hidden by you instagramming them
Mayhem

Bling Bling

B.G.

Chopper City in the Ghetto

1999

cut and my grill be slugged up
My heart filled with anger, 'cause nigga I don't give a fuck
Stack my cheese up, 'cause one day I'ma give this street

just me and my computer and a couple of pills
I spend my days off looking forward to more days off
Time keeps goin by and I survive, but homie, where is

not to do it
 "Dont tell me what to do"
But this next grill is permanent, and these diamonds are so cold, they telling me not to do it
"Dont tell me

leave  by example for my people by any means  , i dont dwell in this matrix like im Keanu Reeves, this one for my ancestors that was hangin from

you as a lover now I want you as a friend
Way we driving on this straight line, I hope it won't bend
Go to send you this message man I hope this shit is

soul for a deal and only a couple million
Bullshit ass chains with the bullshit ass grill
Surrounded by some lames that's stuck up on your heel
I'm not

and sip my wine is how I wanna spend my night
Off the top I am coughs but sometimes I like to write
I been getting in my zone drinking so I'm staying home

the statue
My physical is pure, covered in no tattoo
Chillin' in my throne, the man's home is his castle
You only got a one track mind or what have you
I need

look like Rufus

Welcome to Pab's house, home of the roundhouse
Bruh, is we recording?
Big booty burgers on the grill, bad bitches at my crib, nigga
How

condone it
I grabbed a carton I’m loaded
No I do not do no store runs
Eighth in a Backwood home run
Swingin’ my bat at ya bitch
Yeah she see that bul go up

What a Day

Jeru the Damaja

Heroz4hire

1999

any disease
And ain't no police and no felonies
Bill Clinton smoke crack not Marrion Barry
O.J. keeps his dough, Mumiet is let go
Divine Brown da movie