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girl
I can tell you bout realness cause all these niggas fake
Trey Eight on me, imma shoot him till it breaks
Ten bricks re-up, I can tell you bout

me a ten, it took eight minutes

Yeah, sick them niggas thought
They was one up, but they was lackin'
(Bah)
Emptied a whole hundred out that Drac'
That

Ey
Yeah my shit is mediocre
Yeah I think straight when I am sober
And no I'm not late I'm not a poser
If my internets out my life is over
Cause it's

Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Cash Money AP
Wheezy outta here!
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out

niggas no gym
Watch how I shoot at the rim
Stomp your axx out in some tims
I got three b*tches on me feel like a pimp
She booted off X she say she wanna

Had to put it on my chest, only god that I fear
I be in jungle chilling wit the tigers n bears
Aint nobody fucking wit me in this time of the year

out no shows
If you locked down bad would you stay down ten toes
Steady vibe on forgiveness or bomb on these foes
Do you have the wisdom to uplift these

all good
But ima choose D 
And keep him out of my hood
My soulja rag is a dickie suit 
Classic nights
Hold the pistol  
Tryna shoot out the street

Twin mack 10s
Don't need a fucking friend
It's a one man clan
And I'm a soldier to the end
I pray to God everyday but this ain't no Christian rap

Gun Smoke

Soulja Slim

The Streets Made Me

2001

bang & by niggas dat snort
Play it smart if you want to live life on life terms
Cause niggas get third degree burns behind jiggas & ferns

[Chorus]

(Great John on the beat by the way)
Hey, hey
Word of advice
Always remember where you came from, nah mean?
'Cause, they just gon' remember how

Say, Say, Say

Sunz of Man

Saviorz Day

2002

cuts on your CD, compare it to blues

Get this one official stamp, boost the amp
Increase ya camp, by chance you might enhance or learn to dance
I

frequent out in public
Cause the devil is a lie, in a compassionate disguise
That boy was 17 years old but bullets don't cry
And now you gone
And I can't

just ain’t me
Oh, by the way lads, I gotta shoot
So I’m gonna miss the set, so uhhhhhhhh…
Break a leg

Great set
Didn’t see it
Heard you were good
I

Blue School

Blue Scholars

Blue Scholars

the revolution comes we're gonna shoot your ass first

It's the blue school, class is in session
Ask us a question, cause class is in session
(Repeat x

THE SHIT I DID
GETTIN USED TO HOW I LIVE
I NEED 10 OR MORE THIS YEAR
WAKE UP, STUDIO UNDER THE CRIB
STILL GOT THE 40 RIGHT UNDER MY RIB
KNOW IMA SHOOT GOTTA

oath
Ride or die no run flats
Drive by shoot hub caps
No money for the rug rats
They be stealing from the blood banks
Zombie-land it's the undead
No

invasion?
Real project baby, mama signin' for lil' Eddy
Long live Tiny Tim, I'm seein' 'em dead right by the dairy
In and out of courts, I'm startin'

but also together as one
A tall order, yes. But how do we progress if we don't shoot for what "could" be out of our reach? Ya never know What's

Had to make this shit happen
By my lonely
Shooting my shot
I make it like Kobe
If you ain't break bread
You is not my ho-mie
Don't say you love me
When

But I spit it like Meek Mill
You work at drive-thru, You must be so stupid
When I got mic in a hand
It's like drive-by shooting
I'm in my studio, with

Peruvian Cocaine

Pumpkinhead

Revolutionary, Vol. 2

2003

get me my product
Before we chop off your hands for worker's misconduct
I got the power to shoot a copper, and not get charged
And it would be sad

the devil 

I been abused and confused since a lil baby 
Mislead by voodoo then God saved me 
So I made it out of hell now heaven waiting 
I'm not a saint but

abused and confused since a lil baby
Mislead by voodoo then God saved me
So I made it out of hell now heaven waiting 
I'm not a saint but it's like I cant