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Talent show won gold singing "End of the Road"
Can't get it by me
Mike Schmidt, hot corner, don't even try me
Macho Man will snap on ya
Like a Goonie I was

a few bags
Spazzin on tracks it had to be said
Get big money or I'm better off dead
Boba fett got dollars on my head

I'm going hard till I'm seeing red

deserved happiness, I wasn't giving you that 
You kept giving me your all without getting it back
So when my new shit drops and you get to this track
These

around
A nigga been going so crazy
Talkin that shit it don't faze me
I got that blueprint like Jay-Z
I will not stop or get lazy
Baby, I'm calling you baby

on the hornets
You stunged by a hornet
I'm the bat nigga you  Jim  Gordon
Heard yo powers still so domarment
Take that joint and snort it
I feel like morty when

know a nigga fly
Ferragamo holding the pistol by my side 
And i jay pay the bread cuz when i go i get back times ten
Born and bread to  fucking win 
So

Put Yo Hood Up

Dougie Dee

Year of the Underdawgs

2002

the track and trae po' codeine, and Jay Ton back me
Nigga holla at me, motherfucker you know the deal
We south side for life, and nigga that's for real

more and more
We got the whole crowd screaming for an encore
Dj turn it up and rewind the track
Cause ain't nobody does it like the party pack
You can

more and more
We got the whole crowd screaming for an encore
Dj turn it up and rewind the track
Cause ain't nobody does it like the party pack
You can

Or niggas gonn Throw yo ass under bus 
Cuz niggas be phoney
Tht why when you see me I be by lonely 
(Dolo)
For niggas tht know me , they know it ain’t nothin

Ion even wan go back I hated it
I wanna prove to my momma I'm making hits
First big check yea I'm buying 100 clips
Jay wit no funnel lil bitch ion want

safe for it
My prissy bitch from Winston Salem want to wake forrest 
She about to break the bank for us
She know I’m a popping jay, My spot is not for

mess with me
If I got a problem, still call up Seek, he gon' rescue me
You say hit up Jay for that recipe, now it's rest in peace
Chano you can rest

want to give me me
Shots fire struck head outlined that mother fucker dead
Hog tie truck bed slow ride blue tarp colored red
Dig dirt roll it won't hurt

Diss the gang we leave you dead
This pole exotic
This hoe fire
She a real lil bouje bitch
Only hit her up when I'm off by
Give her good dick kick her

Meanwhile i'm slapping toe tags on these tracks
Deposits work but cash is preferred and i'm just
Heating up its Jay Picasso at work
Like the great Mike i'm

Da Weight Is Over

L.G. Wise

Me vs. Industry

2002

Believe it you gonna lie
Believe it you gonna ride
By the words that we speak
You gonna live or die

Like it's time for the real ones to step it up
Like

been for the streets
So she prolly gon cheat bro

Said my whole album trash
I'm like Thanks for the play cause he know it was heat tho
Like I care what

Slow Loud And Bangin
And you'll be in the dust

It's a known fact I
Got a mouthpiece contaminated
Niggas hate it knowing they can't fade it
Innovated by

dick
Time is money honey and lemme tell u now ain't nobody wastin' it
Ooh yeah, look at the drip
Huh yeah, let's take a trip
Soju let's take sip

Crowd mover, my shooters
Really shoot, give me the loot
I'm like D-O, I got that ride or die music
I solemnly swear to stay in the zone
And if y'all

I Remember

Los Marijuanos

The Smoke Out

2001

drinking up a lot of forties
Oldies make E's in the sky
Why I rose made dog we use to ride
Kitchens cool in the woods by the tracks
We use to gather up our