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ain't gotta die to win, I pulled up in a godly coup
Supercar Terminator bouta ball out with the troops
Tryna find a way up out them trenches my nigga

came ashore
Greeted with nothin' but niceness
Sailin' west in attempt to
Find gold and spices
Dominated by the popes in frenzy for ices
The Catholic

it right
And there ya go
[Now everybody say]

Red light green light 1, 2, 3
[It go] Left foot right foot follow me
See this monkey don’t move by what

Machine, bitch

Uh, three man weave with the mean stitch
I remember bitches hustlin', sellin' clean piss
I forced the ball alone 'cause how my team

niggaz at gun point
You shot 3 times to prove it's in my neck
You shot 3 times to prove it's in my neck
No more talkin' family
Let's go in

since I was twelve and a half
'Cause I got shot when I was twelve and a half
Thank you for life to the medical staff
Rain turn to ice but it melt when

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

Veronica

Onyx

Shut 'Em Down

1998

You know you like when I spank you
So bend over by the bedpost and grab your ankles

After three nut, then fell the fuck out
'Cuz in the mornin' gotta

Blow It Out

Ludacris

Chicken -N- Beer [Clean]

2003

home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!

If you mad I'm on top, then wish me gone
If you

Free the real that's locked behind the gates 
'Member when I used to flip a 8th 
Make the 7th money by the 8th 
All this ice and I don't even skate 
Big

I’ve been waiting round for a while now, yeah
I’m gonna make it through the clouds
Break me down, and watch me explode out
You can’t stop the ball

to the new school
Big black skinny nigga
6'4" with the .44
Got the slow flow it sound like coke dough
In the Benzo smokin on Coco
My blood niggas say I'm true

on the wall we pissy drunk at the players ball/
3rd Verse

It was on playboy at tonight’s main event/
Dos Equis had the yacht the models was heaven sent/
Labatt

Big Dreams

Game

Crack Addiction LA

2008

roarin'
Flyin' through the city with the pedal to the floor then
I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I'm back
Give me a corner, let me serve

girl, fuck your sister, cuff up your moms, become your father, All by 3
That means time running up remarkably
I'm flipping these kicks, like it's

pussy like it's free
My GS3 gleams perfectly
Lil Cae's get flour like the stems
Land's and Lexus' flexed with the M-A-F-I-A
Blunts make my day
Friday

up the mandem faster
My bros say i ball like saka
Big man attacker
Keep possession like barca
That aint football thats soccer 
Scrap that x3
Hate it

bo' chdi'n gwbod...
am y cŵn ar hyd y lle.
Hen dduwiau.
3 o'r gloch bora.
Tyd i gyfarth efo fi.

Not shackled to a ball and chain of succession,
you

some blood
We gon find you and then grind you
Into a bloody little pulp
And you know that we ball
Cuz when we thrash we off the walls
I need more alcohol

York
Hawk is what them niggaz call me, 'cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my motherfuckin' balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh with 'em
A blood

It's a fine line wit this rap shit
Between dope shit and da wack shit
I see a lot of stars, not a lot of bars
But by my name theres an asterisk
I

Brain Softener

Dice Raw

Reclaiming the Dead

2000

make clowns like you bow down like Ice Cube
Women, I make 'em feel like they gave birth to God
Grip 'em by their pigtails, make 'em slurp the rod

say so
Yo label a pitcher you hittin a foul ball
Haters ready to feast on my downfall
Uno reverse ima bring out the fireballs
Girl you out here wit

Janet Jackson (woo)
I got three-tone on
Yellow gold, rose gold, white gold, but my pistol plastic (yeah, yeah, hey)
I can't stick my dick in her, that