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friends. My zodiac sign is a Taurus the bull. I drink Old English, and I do get full. If you're wondering why I don't stop my rap, 'Cause other MC's
stereo, About the pimping game, that you should know. But if you don't, it's alright. 'Cause I'll be spittin' this game to you all damn night. When I
Where I'm from, chat shit get banged (what?) Where I'm from, chat shit, let a 12 gauge rip Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand (hand) I don't mix
the man on this block What you talkin' bout, sir I'm just a man on this block Ayy who is dude, we don't know em one false move, then we gon' shoot Bentley
I’ma live it up only got one life Cup full of dirty gotta mix it with the Sprite Its okay I’m good Don’t know if he is We’ll be okay by the end
gangsta, you can tell by the swag And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up? It's about 3 in the morning Gotta leave with somethin' hot
sexy grin gets less Attractive by the minute The planets in my head now Rotate around the mind The substance, the bug shit All in my circumference And I
married Baby got back she be on it doing squats When I'm In It I be whiping it call me sir mix a lot Switch lanes when moods change Excited by games
from the norms And soon millions of folk Records were being sold By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs Were doing intellectualized copies
Steeler logo in the back We bangin' out, that Taylor Gang Dub to your face, baby 'til you say my name Don't get your clique served, so much black
all fun and games Until somebody get hurt [Chorus] Boy you might talk loud act real But they don't really want this here Pussy niggas better
get eclipsed And then I star in the movie (LexNour) Where the underdog leaves the Wholе game straight confused You think you rappin' with a God, you
to get caught up in my mix Cause I'm a soldier, blasting at the rollers, bitch We don't never ever, talk no shit Unless we mack that shit up, nigga you
don't need no gun But it's the nineties, and n****s don't bump by the end of the round The clown bound to dump, young chump You don't want to get
wanna get caught up in my mix Cause I'm a soldier, blasting at the rollers Bitch we don't neva eva, talk no shit Unless we mack that shit up Nigga you get
to get caught up in my mix Cause I'm a soldier, blasting at the rollers, bitch We don't never ever, talk no shit Unless we mack that shit up, nigga you
all about the money I was in the 7th grade, shootin' dice for the money Tryna hit this other 9-5, writin' rhymes by the nightlight Tryna get us up out
it don't mix And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets Amputated, 'cause your
fucks I hate whoever you like, I think your hero sucks I send 'em a, old-fashioned "fuck you" like middle fingers Thrown up by little old ladies with
just a couple of name's who Paved the way up in this game Fresh Tracks, Rap Attack, yes Nasty Nes Sir Mix-A-Lot and DMS Emerald Street Boys and Kid
eigths or they fifths i'm a light wait oil and water don't mix that's only said as of late but in the beginning there was an abyss in other words something
Sir.. Madam.. Is there any old clothes? All I have are torn.. Sir... Madam... Give me some old clothes if you have any, please.. All I have are torn..
the swag (swag) And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up? [Chorus] It's about three in the morning (ay) Gotta leave with
"Everybody don't always make it But there's always that guy back in The hood that was the Shit and inspired the people that Did make it" Meek Mill By the time
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