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on my shit I think  her name was Lita
Member I told u tht lil bitch was a eata
Just by the way she done walked like a diva
Scoop up ur bitch fucked tht

Call My Name

Benzino

Redemption

2002

One-D
Yeah, D-Block, you hatin the unity
I bring it to your motherfuckin gated community
In case you ever get it in your mind again
Twenty lil dirty

the hellcat, everybody know that we them boys

My lil' youngin', he be shysty, he might rob him for they joy
Put a head out on a rapper, sometimes I be gettin'

everybody know that we them boys

My lil' youngin', he be shysty, he might rob him for they joy
Put a head out on a rapper, sometimes I be gettin' annoyed

The Soundtrack (1992)

Game

1992

2016

Cars drive by in the night
So much sound coming from inside
Red, blue flags hanging from the side
So much time went passing by
The soundtrack

lil homie? Your life won't cost me nothin'
Juicy J so presidential, don't make me press that button

My beat low (my beat low)
My bass low (my bass

Yeah
White toes, hair long
Rubbin on my skin tone
She ride it right, she can't do no wrong
Badd lil bih puttin out like payroll
White toes, hair long

Stop Guy been ridin that shit ain't no bluffin
Bitch I look just the ceiling high
Smellin the weed when I'm peeling by
I ain't got time for no feelings
I

bitch im with, but she deluxe and she is not basic
Her four pockets full, I'm stuntin' like I'm Lil' Baby
Lil' coupe small, yeah, I know, but the trunk

girl been actin' funny, but he got some funnier hoes
He been livin' on the streets
It's ain't sellin' at home (he thuggin')
They can call him Lil' Tez

have a snack lil bitch

Aye, some would steal or rob or drill
Or pop the steel for this moment
Knew the stakes and shot to kill for this moment
Well here

on, ion really freestyle
But nigga in the meanwhile
I got ya bitch in my coupe, me and Lil Snupe
'Bout to party ya bitch, show her what to do
'Bout

linked with my lean' niggas they just poe'd a 4 (Poe a 4 up)
Anywhere I'm at, you know it's shootas by the door
If you fuckin' with the Macc, lil' baby let

been callin' on phone lil bitch I'm toxic leave me lone
Went n copped Versace boxers now my nuts are made of gold
Okay I'm up n red to go
Get the funds n

I Remember

Lil Rob

Brown Pride Riders, Vol. 1

1999

strapped from the balls that's what I use to do
Smoking a joint or two Lil' Rob getting a little blaze
Welcome to my concrete maze, remember the days
I

I Remember

Lil Rob

Still Smokin'

2000

strapped from the balls that's what I use to do
Smoking a joint or two Lil' Rob getting a little blaze
Welcome to my concrete maze, remember the days
I

can bitch and get killed with your bitch ass
Lil' bro got blood on his shirt with his Crip ass
Go write a diss and get murked, don't do shit ass

(Damn JK Hol' On)
Hollow tips in that baby drac nigga, Make yo ass do a backflip
Rob yo ass wit' that mask off nigga, you know this ain't no Catfish

he kick shit like-
Damn
I'm not even gon say that lil' shit
Cause it's just gon' sound a lil' corny
I'm with your bitch, you know she horny
She

Make him run
Take his gun
Rob that nigga den pay him none
Talk that shit you gone pay the fund
RIP tray we gone raise his son
Wish i was there im

a four
I shoot at the stars, strike a pose (grrah)
I walked in this bitch with a coat
Yeah, yeah, I want the fetti
Die by Lil Keed, yeah, I'm thug

profits 
Trigger finger itching cause I know they wanna get me
Niggas tried to rob me but they wasnt fucking wit me 
Its fucked up you gotta live yo life by

with me

[Lil Jon]
If you fucking with me, you better get your ass out there
And make that motherfucking money
Rain, sleet or snow
Rob, steal and kill

Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My