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on my neck, says she know me (yeah)
I ain't grow up in the hood ain't no thug life (whoa)
But I grew up by the beach racin' dirt-bikes
Had a couple of my

on my neck, says she know me (yeah)
I ain't grow up in the hood ain't no thug life (whoa)
But I grew up by the beach racin' dirt-bikes
Had a couple of my

the Quan on yo ass
Watch me do my little dance
What's the matter too much mass?
I'm a bad little bitch, everybody knows that
You a mad big bitch, and I know

delete em, flow crazy neva offbeat em
Bangers back to back repeat em want MARZ on a feature they gotta feed em
Kickin by my lonely make em hate me nigga,

account
Dawg I got a vault
And you got my name in your mouth by the gulp
I withstand all that, give me
My check and respect, i demand all that
Before I (pop

to understand me
What should I do?
I had to feed my fuckin' family
What else could I do?

By fifteen, many brothers had to run
I had mad dough, mad friends,

at my job bored
Remembering them sermons
Like the lord called you for more
Feeling like the road I chose left me unsure
Sometimes a window closes so you

Cloudfoams on the feet got me feeling so nimble
I'm so in tune with my other half
Sometimes, I just sit to myself and laugh
And think about my life and how I

sitting, baby
On my big fat wrist
I temptation, honey, that I can't resist
I made a big, bad deal, I won't deny
There's just one thing that I worry
I won't

and right
Run up on me, he got hit by the light
P-P-Poles on me, left and right
Run up on me, he got hit by the light
Got my team and we spinning
If I spin

Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda

Brian McKnight

U Turn

2003

may be the last chance I ever have
To talk to you before you go
So I gotta say I made I big mistake
Girl, you know it's killin' me that I

Shoulda

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 1: 1988-1998

1999

Santiago
Cause you niggas ain't impressing me plus you singing big red records
So nigga fuck what you telling me
Sit down jr. you couldn't see me if you

like Franklin on Snowfall (gang)
I sold plenty on blocks, I put my racks off in the Goyard (gang)
Don't try to cop no work from me if you know I don't

give it a reason to be it

Days go by and I’m filled with so much love for me
I’m hearing symphonies
Seeking less for your sympathy

Keeping my energy

I guess it's time for me to make it then
To ascend myself, been grinding ever since
I don't do the most but don't push my limits, I been
I'm one

Hard Times Made Me Dedication 
Stay Down Even When My Niggas Hated
Big Shit Poppin Stay Elevated 
Get Money Thug Stay Movtated

until my money is longer
Bonkers, broad with big teeth, chompers
Call me Talon the Barbarian, I conquer
Shorty looking thick as fuck, I taunt her
And all

scared and i was lonely
No one by my side; to wipe my tears no one to hold me
Hold me console me
Protect me from this lonely cold feeling
Silence is

the motherfucking laws were so raw that I accepted my cross, I was born to be cursed by my thoughts and creativity, gross, is not a marvelous boss, at least with me

I got a few songs in drill
I got a few songs where my heart get on that
Minimum combat
Not me wrong man
Me I stay silent mic where I contact
Caught

I'm on,
Look I'm, look I'm, look I'm on,
Homie I'm on, look, huh, yea
Let me talk my shit
On, homie I'm on
Look I'm huh, look on
On, homie I'm on
Look

it's a shame
Real ass bitch they ain't Solid as me
Team on my back cause it's No I in we
This the alarm I heard they Was sleep don't run by Yaself cause

as by yourself

You know none I’m about my theme but your step to the equation only double half carrots
Keep yourself humble
Because you have a bible

smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
One song went insane
Then my clout doubled
Side bitch pullin up
She tryna get me in trouble
Don't