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When I be down in my zone
You don't know where I go
I be digging in my hole
I accomplish by my own
It's my city, it's my home
It's ma tone, it's ma

motherfuckin' boy, Mr. Q-Tip
Loc back in the booth, sippin' goose and juice

And this time, bitch, I'm goin' for broke, still slangin' caine
Bagging weed, will

Quick to Mr. Hyde
If you tryin' to be a spark 
Girl I'm figna ignite
She a temptress 
Ass wide in a thin dress
She say she came here with her man though
I

are new u might extend a red carpet Smokin sherbert lil nigga fuck the cigarrets
Got couple G ties aint even talk bout it
Look what i got on my wrist

gonna slide, but he the one that's playing defense
Left him by the school supplies when he thought that he was leaving
Von dick sucking them niggas, we

You gon hear this lil whore, it's produced by me
You already know the vibes
Got B-R-O-G-O-D in this bitch
And it's B-R-O-G-O-D on the B-E-A-T

Pushing weights that you ain't never seen
Mrs Charles to you niggas
My fingers create a murder scene

I hold my legs up for him while he push inside of me

her ass back home on the same night

Same day same flight gave her pipe
Sent babygirl to her broke ass nigga the same night
I'm talking mrs new booty

know about that
Times a lil different now man we've gotten off track
I remember five-dollar hair cuts from Mr. Melton
Sippin on a cold Pepsi right behind

about him every night
Goddamn i miss him
On the flight when G died
I was handlin' bidness
They left my baby by the dishes
Blind him in the kitchen
Got

Yah, yeah i can't help but talk by myself

I can't help but talk by myself
Just to feel less discouraged
Can't help but picture my ex when
I sleep

ya tho, Yep caught her Ass drunk by The exit door
You know what happened after That, rolled a Back
Blew a lil pressure just to bring Her back
Rub her

Niggas be talking dat shit but I'm ready
I'm cutting dope up like Jason and Freddy
I broke up with dat lil bitch at the wedding
I tell these hoes I

I don't really know you
But I still don't bang with you  ((yup
My sissy was your wifey
(Yeah she told me quite a few) 

((a lil something 
She would

say it's 50 for a 3.5
Lemme test the herb

Bitch said you gotta chase me
Finna check the whore
Spend a lil sumn while I spin
N get necked for sure

high
I'm a King
Babygirl, you awake
You a queen
This ain't no blue dream
Welcome to the Lotto Team

It's ya boi
Soufsyde P
But you can call me Mr

know that she'll
Alvita
Alvita

Paid a lil' fair on the East side high
Like, "Free Mr. Clark"
Lady upstairs 'bout to be so hot
Smokin' like "fix

I'd rather blow up then to blow from some becky,if ya got no control, you will be never ready,  call me Mr Sandler coz I'm clickin with the melody, like

Criminal Activity

The Mistahs

The Mistahs

G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's

(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in

Put the gas in the air i can start a hurricane
Smoking on slurricane committing suicide by the dutch
Bout to blow my own brain while I'm getting

shawty loss this round flight of the bumble bee
They settle for a couple Ms like J I'd rather touch a B
Doors open for Mr Saint I got a couple keys
Test

flip my middle finga, I'm chillin on twenty million.
Da rumors turn me on I'm masterbatin at da top,
These hoes so excited so dey catchin every drop.
I

Watch Your Back

Mr. Lil One

A Name You Kan't Touch

2002

[Mr. Shadow - talking]
Yeah, yeah, watch your back
Shit, Shadow, Lil One
Finga Delicate, E-Dub, ha
Watch your back haha yeah

[Mr. Shadow]
Shadow's back

And when I'm off red I'm mean
Like a train tryna blow of steam (Yea, yea)
I can't fuck with her, nah, that lil' bitch she too toxic
She keep tryna give me