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[Intro]
Yeah
Fuck around and get erased, yeah
Put a nigga in his place, yeah

[Verse 1]
If it'll go one way, flip a coin, Two Face
Touched down last

(Five, four, three, two, one)
(It's music time!)
We'd be good together
Don't you think?
No
Why?
Because I'll break your heart
Maybe I'll break yours

sleep
I told you I'd air you our like a slow leak
But now on my gat fire, flat tire

There ain't a cat flier
You niggas see the cheese
Lie, haters be

Tigga
Chromed out engine paint flipped like some Skittles

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
See people where I'm from thought I was lyin fo real
When I said I hit

we still breakin' them bops
Beep-beep goes my page when I pass by her house
Know what I'm talkin bout, ain't no remedy for that
Lovin this cool cat,

Pimp'en the Scene

Partners-N-Crime

Whatcha Wanna Do?

see
If I feel he's gonna do some harm to me
Protectin' me, by any means necessary
In New Orleans, niggas killin' for less than a G
That's why it be,

to start airing em out
Taking all that I built and start tearing it down
Or I cross these 2 lines and I end it right now
But this not the way that I want it

me just in touch with the man that I know I'm a be
Better get a verse now while I do em for free cuz a year from now it's gonna come with a fee
Right

out that cage
Im finna go put on my cape im the neighborhood hero im saving the day

VERSE 2
Im saving the day 
And I play with them Dracs
When I hold

Mr. Browns
Thick bitch with some lil'-ass tits, all my bitches brown
I'm done wonderin' if it's smoke, nigga, I'm just gon' gun you down
Nigga, kill

shit was built on facts
I ain't no drug dealer,
Rock stealer,
But I aim for necks
I protect the fam,
Razor sharp, why'd you let (gilet)
The devil step?

ass record labels on! 
Hey bitch I came into the rap game Pushing my I own
I gives a fuck what these hoes ass record labels on! 
Uh, yeah, uh Verse two

in my city
Crack was crazy in the 80’s growing up in the city
Played in the alleys 
Dogs use to chase us then it was cops 
Fuck a track meet 
I’d

Payday in the crab bucket
I'm stackin' up what little loot I made and mutter "fuck it" (sigh)
Feel like the sides are getting higher and my stack

black double R, get him on bike
R6, two riders
Yeah, I roll deep in the ringer
Fuck it
Got no keys for the Bimmer
Fuck
Niggas ain't done no drive-by

hit me up man

Yo, I got the kids on my D
Wanted me to do a verse
But I say that it hurts, yeah it hurts
Yeah, I got too much sauce for these kids

Verse 1:
What the fuck is LOVE everything around me cash rules
The nice guy shit a get you looking like food
I kicked it wit a lil piece from my PAST

yeah well every beat I Get Imma beat that bitch two claps Ric Flair (Whooo) 

I'm the man, I'm the man... all year, All year
I'm the man, I'm the man...

yeah well every beat I Get Imma beat that bitch two claps Ric Flair (Whooo)
I'm the man, I'm the man... all year, All year
I'm the man, I'm the man...

OVER THE HILLS
ARTIST: DORSEY 
 
(1st Verse)
It’s hard for me to pick a part to start at
Fuck it I’m a start out where my heart at
Thinkin about my

They wouldn't know what to do
Been at this shit since a jitt lil bitch I'm a veteran now
I really wish you pussy rappers would learn better by now
Wish

said the backseat
Nah i'm just playing
Pass it on to Zane B

(Verse 2: Zane Burko)

Talking to me like you're on another level
When I want to break, you

growed up at
Young niggas wildin' with them K's where we growed up at
I swear this shit just ain't the same where we growed up at

[Verse 2: Alley Boy]
I

because he writes a verse every day
I mean, he's writing and thinking about lyrics
So often that by the time that he finishes a song
He's thrown out 20