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gyno

Lemme give you a little bit of that TLC with that TCM
Have your heart beating out your chest
80 BPM when my record spins
I give these boys their

a referee, bitch, I'm official - Whistle
Outsiders come around my section of the city
Body full of black ink, Hoss tatted by my titty
You can see that MB shit,

this fifth, with a blunt by my lip
We don't talk when she strip, then we fuck and she dip
Had to tell her don't trip, she seem like she be the type

try to snake me for some bowls, but we gon' weed him out

My tester hit the bag, said he gon' sleep it out
I don't do no dope, but I might hit the drink

FACEOFF
(D. ValentS)

Yes, 
It been such pleasure being with you
All these years (nah mean)
One time long ago, my mans Franks
said Yo Valents
I kinda

a knock ya lips off
And yo baby momma gone suck his dick off
This life in the trench get drench even if sun out
Granny keep the kids inside they can come

thats gone cave yo chest in the way he move the way he groove That nigga swear he the best im gonna shoot my shit till it aint nothing left 
I told bro

business my bro
Laid with a dirty bitch woke up wit fleas and a girthy tick
They wanna play with dirty sticks and free yo soul over a zip
It's too many young

out the glock
Free three he got took cause the boys had hot they asking yo aint that your nigga big bru I think not
cuz said that nigga snitched they

Ay this that different vibe shit
This that utopia shit bitch
I ain't had no dope in me shit bitch uh
One dimensional
Loud mouth till they call

my hair
I leave her wet like a lake
Get her in shape
Yo bitch is shaped like a pear
I do not fuck with jakes boy you a snake
You really nothing to fear

Ride by myself
Health is wealth
Niggas tellin
If my nigga movin funny
Ima do his ass like Melly
Free my uncle out that cell
That's what I'm yellin

booty fat
The way she throw that ass
Them dope boys don't know how to act
Ha hair going down to ha back
She told me that they call ha cat
Said if you

a drummer boy but i up that fucking stick
Need a bitch thats real thick 
Damn i know i cum quick 
Pay for the P well you a trick 
Hell no we don't politic

strong with Mcqueen, but she know i'm still 18
She said age is just a number
When that cock is so damn under

And by now you may ponder
How is she

Been a Long Time

C-Murder

3 Strikes

2000

them rocks up
But it's the code of the ghetto, hold your own take care of your moms
By any means stack yo' chips, if it's illegal nigga don't trip

And this is the life that I chose
Breaking bread up with my bros
Moving weight outside the course yeah Yeah
And I stick right by the code
Never

unit
I got nine caps and they told me yes so brother do it

By the way, yo, Daystar, shawty been a problem
Like a rat in a day club I got twenty

make your favourite rapper, running suicidal by a motherfucking thought
Choosing to choose me? I ain’t no skr skr rapper, I’m only the first
That’s

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lately I've been by myself
And that's just what it is
Hard to believe these niggas
Boy they out here telling fibs
How you

on a plate
Nine 10
You know that I Spin
11 12
Send yo ass right to Hell
Okay this 1 for them niggas on the block like everyday
I know its 2 paths to the street

Momma said boy you smell like weed, Get yo ass up and go get a degree
You wasting your life, It's gone past you by

I just wanna smoke a little weed,

the pro side
Lot of drug addicts where I'm from, off the dope high
Before the Bronco and the Beamer, boy I had no ride
Now water on my wrist, like my wrist

Headshot, got his ass, get him a body bag, beat him in the club, pussy boy gon' need a body cast,
All my niggas serve dope, bitch we cutthroat,
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