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Hatin' on me, but you givin' me attention, you can keep it
On her face like YSL
In school, got high as hell
Gettin' yelled at by my momma when I had

off my dick and tell yo bitch com here like Ice Cube
He can't do it like I do, Henny straight no Ice Cubes
Catch me at the club bustin' new and old

I'm Gonna Smoke Him

Donald D

Trespass [Original Soundtrack Clean]

1992

your body hang
This is the payback, my trigger I pull back
Your cap is peeled back, for givin' me feedback

I want the loot, you got the loot, gimme

I'm Gonna Smoke Him

Donald D

Let the Horns Blow

1992

body hang
This is the payback, my trigger I pull back
Your cap is peeled back, for givin me feedback
I want the loot, you got the loot, gimme the loot
I

I just dropped the top up off my whip, now I'm gettin' lit
People askin' for another album, know it's gonna be a hit
Your friend is tryna rap, he

withdrawal in the goddamn club
We can't fuck with security that's a goddamn dub
Yung Sherif in the cut he gon' slice yo body up

Soul is just a vessel for pain

so I know she got mileage
She said she gon' stay right by my side
But she gon' backdoor when I get high
I'm not trustin' a soul, see right through yo

pussy where yo mouth at? I can't fuck no fans
I pass 'em to my mans, I came up off a gram
Shit I would catch that shit but that'll get me in a jam
Shit I

and express yo femininity
It's your responsibility, you'll still have your dignity
The jig is up, let your girl know what's up
I know it might seem abrupt
But

by the shit they do
And you're just like, but I love this person, this, this, and that

It's okay
I feel like, I mean personally, from what you're

cus I'm inspired by the dudes
I ain't finna shoot up yo block
I'm only 2
Should've been me
Givin' up the
Suicide attempts but it always comes back

what you givin ain't enough
You say it's love, but I'm calling out your bluff
Yeah, you held me down, while I held you up above
Hello love, could you

One two one two three go!
I'm MJ, 23, MJG
UNK you know me, Pimp C
Walk it out, land on my feet
UGK, Bun B, Smoke my weed

Curious George up in trees

the limelight of my life
If this ain't right, then God smite, strike me down to the ground
Cause I ain't givin' up this fight, I'm goin' round for round and pound

a check up 
That gucci cabana  
 
Stop wit dat 
Leave all the cap to yo mama  
 
No shoulder to cry on 
Cause i wear designer  
 
I let that hoe go 
And I

And if you insist APD will be pullin you up by ya hand out a ditch like,
An old rag doll on a kid’s ride,
Don’t give a fuck if I’m disliked,
As long as I

That's How We're Livin'

The 7A3

Coolin' in Cali

1988

on tonight we'll be filmin' the video
Pick up a check at the end of the day
And then I scoop up a lady, cause a man gotta play
That's how I'm livin'

Yo

dro
The way you smoke wit yo niggas
That's how we smokin lil bro
My nig will get a hoe high
But he wont get high wit me
But I ain't fucked up bout that

smokin'? nigga that's a-
Who we smokin'? We smokin' on-
Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah, gang-gang-gang
OGz the fuck up
Don't run

Who you touch? You ain't do

could
Tell by the slang that I talk son
I’m straight from New York
Hell’s Kitchen, MP to be exact
Can only keep it real so I
Don’t know how to act
Yo my

Rangers
Them sticks never miss
We up on yo block 
And, we leavin' a mess
On the way up 
Them niggas act slick
But, without you
These nigga ain't shit
Walk

Yo
Since I been on the mic, I feel like I stir up the pot
These industry cock suckers never get what I got
I'll take a shot to my head and I bet you

rage
These loyals buildin' for days
Open up the graves
Givin' hope for the slaves
Like the Shuyah, Tribes of Judah
My life's the future
The past is in my

Have a Good Time

Nonchalant

Until the Day

1996

juice and tonics, stereophonics got me open
Swayin' up the crowd make you want to go wild so high
Can't stop Cause you feel good
When you brushin' thighs