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and get my head cut off and than go home and get my balls cut off. You alright man. You're looking at me like my fucking eyes chart. Are you all right?

Never let's you see it's face

Cold to the bone cold won't ever SHARE IT wants its own cold.

(Gimme it's mine)
(Aye bro, get the fuck out my face)

Cold

bitch you gone die right
My opps too lil still sleep wit a nightlight ion need a gun i can fight by my self
Feeling like glock nine ion need no help I let

that shit in its place don’t say nothing behind my back that you won’t say in my face my Gang gon air it ya family clueless to ya whereabouts don’t be

give me the relaxant
I Look up, see the starry night
In my head having a scary fight
Fuck it, gimme all you got, this is my death shot
Can't wait till it

The tension is unforgiving
He comin right back
Hard to love, no easy fucks given,
Gimme never gets
But I always make em give in
What you receive from me really

kinky
Had me feeling like a mom
Trying to fuck with my life
Not going on
I took that shit
And I threw it in a song
Grabbed her by the neck
And I shot her

united if you don't gimme the pay
We the new wave no bye bye
No shooting but they holla when I drive by
Free spirit got no worries on my mind
Swear on my

gone love all my vices
Walk in the jeweler don't ask what the price is
Gimme a Rollie that's flooded with diamonds
No hands on the face you could say

One, two, three, four
(Mkay)
Uninfatuated on my mind (yeah)
Unalleviated all the time
Uninitiated for the crime
Gimme a sign
Yeah yeah you're on my

need to grow up
Cards goin out from the dealer to my hand
Pop like rubber band why do I miss poker
Sittin back tryna get these stacks
Gimme the checks

come to the dayroom and play with Clay? (who want it?)
Cuz I'll punk your ass out for your soups and take away your tray (gimme that)
Kissin my ass since

And get loose enough
To bust my maneuvers
At the club when they
Get my song queued up
I’m feelin good man
I’m feelin hype
And I’m on the list
So I can skip

I done gave game on consignment niggaz ain’t run it back. How u claim the fruits of my labor and try to run wit that. I ain’t sold no coke but I

purple we riding around in a wraith
They comin by makin sho that we straight
Know I survive cuz I stay in my lane
Pushin the whip we ain't using the breaks

a different steak 

Give two fucks what you say 
Man I'm on my way 
To a brighter day 

I represent the dream and my family 
Bitch I'm way too off the handle

a head henchman ,
Did I forget to mention? 
Left the body on the corner , hella cold no repentin'

"Yeah that's one outta two"

Feelin' like the man , he

okay, we know our Faces
Bring you back right to my Place, and
Get Naked
(Yeah)
Get Naked
(Yeah)
Get Naked
(Yeah)
Get Naked
Wanna see you
Get Naked
(Yeah)

then I'm back out
When I'm gone, let it burn 'til you lash out
Simply done, but it works every time
Let me know that you're all mine and hit my line

1st

feelings
Let me get back to the real rap
Y’all talking bout money I aint seen that
5 mil I speed pass
Gimme that money that green grass
Fat Joe in the club I

roll of the dice and now they want my soul for a price
Fell in love with this paper, man, it's still fuck fame (fuck fame)
All this drip with the gang,

[spoken by Juicy J]
Yes sir, once again it's on
Juicy J featuring Project Pat
Chronicles of the Juiceman
North, North Part 2
Raise your thumbs up, my

i keep on goin
Why they geekin on me, you's a dummy so I think it's OV

But I'm boolin by my lonely cause these niggas phony
Heard they wanna poke me,

Caesars
Instead, dare iz a dark side said by Red
I'm consciously
Cruciously coming for your head
I'm from a small coast called
Stay Out My Path and from