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nigga, fuck her while playin' my song
But I love it when she fuckin' on the deck
Like a straw, fuck a red, lil' mama, I can go on and on

Don't worry about

Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used

shake hands
Geez gettin beat by this geezer
Since 84 kept my heart in the freezer
Something up my sleeve
Real teaser
Et tu brute, watch ya back like

throwing up weight
I can't wait to see yo face lil boy I ain't come to play
Get out the way no casanova talking tough to play possum
Where's your honor
By my

VERSE VINCENT, THE OWL:
..piss o W l you know the tag,
.in and outta bars like rec time, i know they're mad,
.these lil busters savings account couldn't

dangerous out here cuz
You know what I'm saying
You lose yo life here rather it's to the system or by the barrel of the gun
You feel me
You gotta watch these

(Whezzy outta here)

Pop out a tag I done did it again 
Racks in my jeans and my jeans gonna sag 
Since I was young I done chase me the bag 
Niggas

a real bitch, I think I'm outta luck
I hit the road with that shit, I had to step it up
How I'm here before ten? That's when the van come
You put your

Aye Kai, you anti
Same
Don't want your heart, then bring it to me
757 is where I'm gon' be

Up in the crew in the sun by the sea
Counting my name up

Yee-hah
It's me everybody howdy, Lil Darkie, with another Christian hit
(Yuh)

I took that fella round back to the water hole
I turn that critter

Facing Off

M.O.P.

First Family 4 Life

1998

play, Lil' Fame like a mothafucka
Say why ya rollin', I'm patrolin', man God on steel
Who the fuck you think you are nigga? Ron O'Neal?
(Fuck outta

2 Nite

Huey

Notebook Paper

2007

play nuthin else to say its goin down tonight

The remedy kicked in I'm feelin the hen. by the way the club is jumpin. lil mama gettin the biz she no

minutes
6 minutes, Dungeon Family you're on

Fine lil' mama, my home gon' be a palace
Laid out like a salad, keep a nigga from malace
I'm movin' things

nature im a leo
I be solvin all my problems just by gnarlin on you people yeah
Nikka im hot shit, muy coccix got guap spit
Multilingual with la lengua,

up/
I been fed up as a bitch, feelin setup by life’s shit/
Medicated in a whip, head to Vegas wit the click/
Not that famous or too rich, still

proud of me
Ramy we outta here
They still tryna doubt it, yæ
I got this 2 tone feeling like up
Mothefucker got hit in that truck
I just poured 3, my bitch

sittin' here thinkin' like, we went through a whole lotta shit, man (when she's not around)
We live that shit, man, quit playin' (when she's not around)

Don't Stop

Spice 1

Souls on Ice

1997

the thug in me
Mug in me and get yo fro pushed back like homie
You lil clown ass nigga walkin in bozo shoes
While my niggas out here doin hits, makin

Ready for War

B-Legit, Mac Shawn, Harm

Westside Riderz, Vol. 1

1998

lil EZ told me
Bitch clonin little EZ's niggas so fuck you you weren't original
Mono why mono ain't no subliminal Hey
When I regime in fatigues we ready

MISSIN'
FIRIN' UP WEED TILL THE EARLY MORNIN'
IT'S A LIL BIT LONLEY SINCE MY GIRL IS GONE
GOT MY SO CALLED ENEMIES 
YEA IM BACK
AND YOU COP SUCKA FUCKAS

Grown man no playin' 
I'ma show you niggas 

Yeah they all gone see
Yeah they all gone see 

While im out here Duckin the ops and the Black and Whites

Big Brodie gettin rich I ain’t saying who wit you snitch get dubed get flipped .  Play boy got my own lil got his first pair of Jordan’s he ain’t been

yea
Understand
The demons that I overcame
Broken home
Broken soul
Yet here I reign
I lost it all
I lost myself
But I still remain
A lil empty 50/50

connoisseur
Bust it open and I smell flavor
He spend it when he get it
I can tell he never felt paper

My young niggas out they top
They be out here wild
I be