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you like Scotty,
You stupid that nigga gone die bout a chain,
And nigga dont call me by Cain,
I go by Dame im Da Big Slida,
All them niggas they be dick

the struggle because all I know is pain
I'm a black young nigga in this fuckin world of vain
You either die by them bullets or get locked up by them chains
I

the motherfuckin' K
How I was raised, that's the way
And you live by this shit, then you die by the same
I ain't trippin', puttin' half on the Jane
I'm gettin' good

you in the heart cause
It's deeper than the duckets
Watch 'em crucified by the public
Tell me do you love it?
All the things you covet - die
The moment

Wen dey try bite
Everybody say 
they got that vibe
I say show me ya inside
You wan hide
Pekin picking pekin
Pekin go die
Cuz of che che poleh

together Autumn leaves in the grass
Had to weave through the cracks, haters freeze and then gasp
Retreat and then dash when I breathe on a track
Got a song

Drown another fifth
Jack in my cup 
Might die tomorrow 
So I'm tryin live it up
Haters talk shit
Ion really give a fuck
So much green on me
Got em

in ur back they put a knife 
But they real niggas 
It don't make u a real nigga cause u killed niggas 
But off that 
R.I.P Pop
These haters couldn't

hands
You can't be me because I am the man
I am so high I might fly to Japan
Fuckin' with me you get high as you can
Bent off the lean why you tryin

don't
Ima split like a fork in the road
Im on paper its only by nature
I got haters they know about the flavor
When I slay her its not obligation

i'm a dime a fuckin ride or die
And damn right i got your six i'll Always be by your side Microphone Check we bringin it back and fuck it
I made out

as well take
My talents to another city but it ain't a decision that I could make
I feel i'm meant to die here, I'm back n I'm still alive here
And I been

than the equator player ima cake baker
I ain't tryin to hear it if it ain't About paper 
Haters they despise can't stand a wise guy 
Cause my money be

walk by me on the street like I don't notice you
Hat, shades, sweats on like I ain't gone know its you
But that the shit that humbled me so you the one I

Im just comin for my paper 
I aint studdon none of the haters like a old school playa wit dem now and later gators 
I aint tryin to do no favors i

Hilmore Greene Verse:
Pray to God, we in dire need, I'm moving at a G searching for a higher speed, Satan tryin hire me In the pews is where

Vrs 1 (Kmon)
I'm ducked off by lonely 
Cookin beats and gettin Stoney 
In too deep like comey 
Flip that package now you owe me 
Tabs on my tongue

to live now
Gotta paint a better picture than the canvas handed
Capturing the moment like a candid camera
Saying peace to my past as I wave by
Jumpin' off

μπω στα mics
Κουνάει mox nox knock knock δες πως πάει
Oh my so fly το team all night
Get rich or die tryin' high five πριν το drive by
Γενιά του '89

Dang it feel good
Them boys sayin’ they ain’t scared
Then what you need that gat for
You livin’ it by that gun
You goin’ die like Al Pacino
You Scarface

Yeah
Hey, yeah
Yeah
Yeah

May be effected by pressure, but never sellin' my soul
They say I need a hit record, but I just tell 'em I "know"
I know

Buss Yo' Head

Young Buck

Buck the World [Clean]

2006

rappers gonna die for
It's somethin' that we live by, somethin' that we ride for

It's beef, so when you see that '72 Caprice
With a **** **** **** ****

Bounce Back

Skee-Lo

I Can't Stop

2000

by day, do or die
hustlin', imagine this game wit I
did you think I would just lay back and not try
I'ma bounce back, get on my feet, get on my hustle

as important
All these motherfuckin hills like its ten Lauryns 
Uphill battle with ignorance, tryin to ignore it
I would die for this shit I don't live for it