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of game
You just gotta keep pressing play
N sing this shit when I'm center stage
I just hope you can stand the reign
Or at least remember me by name

'em into bit's (Huh?)
Mr he Ain't That
He ain't that and he ain't this (Nigga)
Mr met By Chance, she just wanna suck my dick
(Bitch, ayy)
I done smoked

Come try your luck. Fuck with a fly guy
Me, K-Dee. Dubs up when I drive by
Slow down lil mama. This ain't about you
Do it for the North, East

grows passed the tree root made of concrete
But it grow so big he inspires lil me
I could grow like wheat I could leave the streets
And be anything you

on this mutha fucka wit me
Got that lil nigga T-Rock on this mutha fucka wit me (Mr. clean)
Nay mean for all them niggas out there thinking muthafucka done



Three wooden crosses and Lil RT, mixed with a whiskey lullaby and some ol' Brad Paisley

“It's a great day to be alive said”, Mr. Travis T. Don't be

teching me
Get him a sub if he checking me
I pity the fool like Mr. T
Don’t try to say you missing me
I told her nah now she dissing me
Cuz I wouldn’t let

to chase a dream
Sexy Beauty Queen

Damn she pure in your doings
Never contaminated by hating on how she moving
Yeah I'm pursuing
I can't let up she

night
Make me focus
Plan reason and
Think Alright
Opens my mind
And improve my site
Teach me say everything
Is not By might
Lin berry
Kush and
Drinks all

price off
And they know it's real
Fuck with me and they gon fuck your life off
Never seen the Federal Pen
And I don't plan on getting by one
Material

your lovin' lil' baby, won't leave without it
Only one been givin' effort is me and you know it
But damn, you too scared to show it
Now my heart torn

Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part

Gots 2 Hustle

Tarik Nu Clothes

Emperor's NuClothes

Lil Yung, Yung Lil, Paper Chase, Mr Grubbs, Slick Breezy, check it out homeboy

This is the way we gots to hustle
I wake up, I shit, shower, shave

Excuse me Biggier
Biggie
JIGGA
RICKY ROZAY
Now down that liquor
Ring side fights
Late night skypes
Sincerely yours
I'm Mr. Swagger right

[Chorus]

it, say
Balance it all
Humans like zombies, I no go lie
So, on my own
Do it by myself, on my own
I can get it done, on my own
Running with the bag,

We ka barely play spades
Cause I ain't tryna deal with cha
But I'm like
Had to catch my breath for a lil second
Every second equals mo money
So I

the whole gang do (do)
Still clutching on a glass of that proof (proof)
Still the only thing to get me through (through)
Still bothered by the things I can't

we play Maple Leafs
They don't show love or support more then O-dawg
With God, no limit like I'm just chilling with Sdot
Hit up lil cuz, see if he's

please, no r.i.p.'s for these westside gees
I fires up the stick, grabs the nine and the clip
Which I stash by my fuckin dick
Definitely set-trippin,

I'm just tryna live
It is what it is
Looked at my wrist
The ice is glistening
Mr. Nike call me Chris
The checks is coming in
Cp3 with the assist
She

as well tip her
I told her wiggle that tail like its flipper
Know you want to see this man in your life
I can tell by how you living ain't no plan for your

laugh off with your bitch
She'll be gagging on my dick
And you know I eat the c**
Make it nasty in this bitch

Now she begging for the dick
Call me Mr

y'all, let's rock

Ni**as wasn't rocking with me when I needed help (naw)
Now a ni**a shining, I done did it by myself (my damn self)
I done earned my

Up in Tha Club

Califa Thugs

Part II

pussy up in the place to trip on good times
I'm surrounded by see's D's and double D's
some down ass women that freak me down to they knees

[Mr