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Big Ballin'

Big Tymers

How You Luv That?, Vol. 2

1998

[Manny Fresh]
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back 
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house

when you isn't
I don't give a fuck about anything that is givin'
I be livin' in world, where there isn't any limits
If we just got beef, then we handle

Real or Fake Niggas

N.O.R.E.

Melvyn Flynt Da Hustler

1999

y'all all turn sucka
We fly O.T., with fire brain in our chucka

{Noreaga}
Yo I was told by 3 wise men, you gotta get dough times ten
And when ya mula

to throw a right
Pull up in tha cut so they can pass us by
Get down in yo seat and get off tha brake light
They pulled up in tha back and blocked us from

it like you ordered a combo
But you givin out info to lock niggas like Ralo 
When they shot up ya auto and ya homey got grazed too
That ain phase me

killing it by design everytime
Like high ends and [?]
Givin' all like island
Performed at more islands
Than Onyx's broken styluses
Style is the wildest
They

like me yea the way
I be givin you dick
Imma shoot fa my brothers, I do it fa my life
Wipe yo tears wipe ya eyes there's no need to cry
Lost in time I

Eat sum candy flex to Bdx
Not for the wine but for kush
Just in a rush
Never I’m givin my trust
By car or by bus
By train I'm bringing the buds
I'm

of them
Caught up with the Brand again
Homie, what the fuck is you
A man or a mannequin?
Walked the walk so fly they call me Anakin
2016 the people's champ

cause they got no defense
Riding in a foreign this vibe gettin borin
Call up all yo friends let's have a lil meeting
they dont know what im on I been my

Runnin' drug, by the bar, eyes real low
Too much pent up, feelin' like I'm bout to overdose
Man, this shit so cold

I don't want no fake bitch, ain't tryna

Everything...

Fly to the Sky

Day by Day

2006

niggas when you said they just friends
While I was out on the streets tryin' make us some cash
Niggas told me you was givin' up a piece of yo ass
You

truckin
Was givin hands and feet
Was built for this struggle
I’ll never settle
Got my mom n sister safe
Nowhere to put this pain
No time for cryin, aint no

he take the backseat
His life been run by spreadsheets
Gave up his dreams so he hatin' on me
You need a glass of water, you finna overheat
Takin'

falling in love
Now im not givin up
Coming in from the slums
Where nobody done gave a fuck
But thats the difference in the love
All i need is a hug
A lot

throwing ones by the hunnits (Big)
When you runnin up that sack you bet not fumble (Uhh uhh)
They tell me remain humble when you make it out that jungle

flows
Everybody knows
My story will be told
Legend from the Yo
Forever be King
So
Hop inside the ride
Turn the system up high
Now you feel the vibe
An you

on the snap gettin exposed by the hoes
Im a Pisces baby Ask me who the bitch is ? I don’t know
That’s the problem wit you when you give it up, that’s how it go

Fucks you talkin' bout
Pull that shit again
I ought to slap you on yo fuckin' mouth
Do this shit for fun
Not for the fame
Lil bitch i'm on a route
Pull up

Fucks you talkin' bout
Pull that shit again
I ought to slap you on yo fuckin' mouth
Do this shit for fun
Not for the fame
Lil bitch I'm on a route
Pull up

a slushee
It's only me
Only me baby, it better be
No crib I sleep Sistine Chapel
We live, sin, wake up, repent by da evening
Still trip off the rip it's hard

Yo, yo, what it do
You can catch Aurora right side by the pool
Suckin' on my nigga with all my jewels
Yeah, he buy me diamonds, no April Fools

Yeah,

yo bitch on her knees like I'm royalty bro
Im tryna get all dis shit out da mud, but I hope a nigga dont soil it though
Soon as i pull up I'm ready

girl you wit it Yea yea
So pull them chains out
I wanna love you better baby show me how
Sexin yo body like a merry go round
When I eat it up beat it up