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south to my own paradise Gonna work work work make it to the top Goin up up up no I'll never stop Yeah we smoke the most, and we smoke the best And we
Ridin' through the South with my big bro kelley Stop by Irene's to get that black box special Slid'n down better to my baby mama, granny Two-door coupe,
Sahn Dahn Boo Clique Yeah time goes by Walking through this city streets as time flies by I got my timbs on so you know a nigga real fly Tears of New
In 81 a man said said that we would get it No one talked, no one warned, all their writing was asemic 2012 we got hit by a bat And now the world’s
Loadin' up my Mac, goin' to my crib, to get my twelve-gauge. One of my boys just got shot, huh. F***in' around, in that million dollar spot. A educated
If you'll Eva be with me When you around It's a hunnid degrees Girl stop playing me F*** with with my songs Baby rock with me Come spend the night Baby
from the soul I bring it from the soul And nobody's going to stop me as i go Nobody's going to stop me like Khadafi Or like Diana was run off by
specialize in misconstruin' We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'? Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves By not bein'
specialize in misconstruin' We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'? Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves By not bein'
I'm geaked off the Yayo, I told her stop playin', you know that I'm him like Big Yavo I'm a young migo, got killers on payroll, cross you cross
you to stop calling me a Black man Screams how close by a doorbell ring The oddest thing happened then I was closed in a coffin Mamas of talking Raspy
South Park after dark you'll end up like Kenny Real talk going off got some hustlers with me Young dog with the paws you'll get touched by plenty
My mindset, focused ahead As I'm making pace, through the wilderness Cause nothin' else, matters right now Step by step, in this moment I feel bliss
Life death roll the dice Know you don't get to go twice Don't ask back Make sure you call the surpins When the bones-stop spinning Watch the grins
gotta ride for the team, S.U.C. for L-I-F-E It's bout time I let 'em know who we be, you the Don and now the world gon see Ain't no way that I'm gon
rules Kingpin, I'm in on anything that moves It's the Anchorman, I deliver the bad news At least a couple thousand in my pocket No less can't even stop
money You might reinstate the draft and I'm gettin bummy So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin And countin my blessings And pray for
F$ I can’t stop at no lights man Been getting too much money Heavy weight shit Riding around town no I can’t stop at lights Nigga say it’s up we
fLight (take fLight) NO i cant STop tiL my famiLy shining now Forgive me
Detroit? Heard that man, yo, welcome to the South dawg. Them, yo, man them fronts, ain't hittin' on nothin tho dawg You gotta get some diamonds in ya
We living through your dreams Death before dishonor, cut by katana Play while I lay, bathhouse Tijuana Getting fucked by Lana, hoes in the sauna Like
Jagger Plus I'm rockin' rolling stones and My money don't stop, boy Used to ride in Pontiacs Now I'm at the Body Tap Shinin', standin' by a mami who Can
love and scraps Thank God for my country folk and family Instead of a metaphor I’d rather Take it by James Anderson Damaging how they televised
And the pain never stops, the game on clock Yeah it's lookin' sunny but The rain gon' drop And bodys gon' fall thats why by goin' hard Roamin' through these main
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