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All My Life

Young Buck

T.I.P.

2005

to get at the hoes
So even mamma stay invested, damn that's cold
Bitches seventeen years old, round 100 kilos
Half of y'all pickin' pot out your nose

Chuck Person

Meyhem Lauren

Dr. Lecter

2011

no traces
I'm the ace to shovels
So sick, muthafucka cover face with muzzles (Yeah!)
Flushing, Queens, twenty seven years strong
Where you think

Frustrated

Brotha Lynch Hung

The Plague

2002

tryin to do this music thang

For years and big money ain't came

But I'm tryin to be patient


I'm still waiting
Bout to break up and shake up shit

Georgia Plains (Holy Grounds)

Witchdoctor

A S.W.A.T. Healin' Ritual

1997

sometimes is like steppin' in some fuckin' house shit
Seven years of tears in the game
Made me one of the smallest predators on this Georgia plain
In

That's What You Get

Lil 1/2 Dead

The Dead Has Arisen

1994

loco, and year nine fezzo
And yo, how would you feel if your cap got peeled
By an looney b.g and hard is steel, so chill
For an second while I wrecked

most of them ain't straight
She was a goodie back then but couple years and shit changed (bad)

Rule number two, never trust in a youte
Probably

Punkinhed

Boondox

Punkinhed

For every drop of pain
No turning back now it's done
Everything is said 
I am evil 
I am pain
I am the PunkinHed

Thirty seven years cold and resting in

clingy for real
Kick a bitch to the curb
She too clingy for real
In the junglе wit gorillas
Watch out for them snakes
And red еye, envy, jealousy, hate

and the pain, at no cost, through gains
Cause I just wanna see my niggas win
I just wanna see my niggas, uhh
Lil bro I know its hard 7 years and now a break up

Rush

Pacewon

Won

2002

of my plan is get this bad bitch
to fuck the President, give that man the package
Next I'll fix up a chemical mixture (huh)
to get the armed forces out

1-800-fuck-this-shit
Seven years old in my heart
So I'm stayin' gold but when I fuckin' go
Lucifer will probably have my soul
It's hot down there, fuck that
Bitch I'm

behind bars
A warrior, my story defined by my scars
Seven thirty verbal, my word work circle
You a jerk, fool
I burn you like your birdds do

Let me hold

faced, she too shady
I don’t care, yeah, don’t, no, I don’t care
Yeah looney gang deep in here, yeah
7th street deep in here, yeah
I'ma take off this year

dancing kinda dirty 
You do 10K a year and I do that by 7:30
Views views. Every time I move see me in the news
Solo Squad it is the crew, like the mafia we

Uh, hmm
Skate off
Ayy
Snipers out
Ski

Yeah
I told her you ain't gotta worry 'bout us
T-House for a month (yeah)
Seven pounds and it's

I Need an Eighth

Miami

Collection of Dope

need an eighth of sticky gooey
And when I get this eighth I'm blowin' with the Louie
Help me out

Seven a.m. in the mornin' and the monkey's at my

been 7th grade then
Way back in auntie's basement
Way back when I was anxious
Way back catching cases (Right)
Legal fees got me workin' hard
Tryna pay

Smoke weed, I hate fears, I shake spears
I know pain from cuts and bruises when you lose, I can relate tears
I haven't seen my father
For seven