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Freaky Tales [Beats]

Too Short

Greatest Mixes, Vol. 29

1997

gettin' thinner
Shannon is cool but her mind is gone
One fat rock and it's goin' on
She had another buddy, came by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her

in the winta, kno a couple got my back
For that I got they ass, ballin like I had no option, looked up at the cosmos lookin for sumn knowledge
Know sum

The chopper go to work sound like a firework
My Gs on alert you best freeze or get murked 
Trappin' out the flame call that shit the firework 
Light

Put my music on and stay happy bitch
I stay stacking shit for telling me i can't be rich
I put ice on my body then i spark the flame
Walk in the club

Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

playin' fore the clip spray 'em
And have his ass M.I.A. like Nick Saban
His whole shit caved in my whole clique cave men
Hardbody nigga my whole shit

And I'ma pop that bitch if you want the funk
And I down that ass, if you get out of line
Old school nigga with a new piece of ine
When I ucka-ucka flame
When

artificial flames
Alright let me kick facts
The last two years I've been feeling really trapped
Couldn't make the money when I'm sitting on my ass
But I had

John Wayne
And rick james
Cuz I tame
And I flame
But I don't play no games
But I do
And I'm smooth
And I don't play by rules
And if you confused
This is

you rather get strangled or go by your favorite knife?
You did say till the end huh, my lovely wife
Now you just (standing there)
Like you don't know

to fail
Let's fake the same

Let's go party
Everybody dance now!
Millions are flying by
They say they won't stop
I'm the flame, you the game
Learn

I'm about to burst
Into flame
For the glory and the game
A deed that's so insane
I don't believe I'll ever be the same
Huh, some new perspective
New

straight to the stu
Spitting some flames fire in the booth
Hop outta bed, straight to the stu
Spitting some flames fire in the booth

Stop treating her ass

feeling the flames
Gonna kill this track lemme steady my aim
I've been known by many different names
But KinG Jay is the one i'll make
Flowing like a river

Walk tall through the fire
These flames will only burn brighter
Be yourself and quit playing
I'm tired of being complacent, I'm just saying
Move

(I got Hitman on the beat)
Uh
Top, nigga

Spin it, don't compare me to these broke-ass niggas
I ain't never blow the whistle
Still see all my

I woke up this morning, bussed down a swisher
Looked in the mirror, like I'm one rich ass nigga'
Brush my teeth with 100's, wipe my ass with these

the fagget
Lets get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now I hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali

Southside

The Game

Made in the Streetz

2008

the fagget
Lets get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now I hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali

up by my waist
Leave that nigga MIA
We go dumb yeah we go ape
Pockets fat they're out of shape
She got ass she gone shake
I got plans I cannot wait,

Shuffle the tunes
Gotta match the mood that my struggle in
Tell em clear the room
Boom
Gotta flame tops
Lohan
Cotton circulating from the same crop

the most fire
Dripping up and down on the coastline
Lil phattie with the caddie, whats the addy
She know by my fuckin drip what the math be
Fat ass, slim

One, two
We coming for you
Three, four
We kicking down yo door
Five, six
We lay you on yo shit
Seven, eight
We got yo ass straight
We robbin (we

New ass whip 2 seats 
No 4 doors 
Met down in soho 
White like some provolone 
I could top anyone 
Watch the flame Benihana 
Pull in the drop top 
Dip

spit flames like the Uchiha Clan
Sharangan, imitatin' the man, bad plan still can't fit in my pants
Mongekyo, whole world in a trance, Rinnegan with