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Get out what you put in
That's why we never quitting
We never quitting

Never quitting
Always spitting
Always telling the truth

We don't need no fancy

dotted line I'll die bout dolla signs
Iced out the watch put that rollie on now niggas is out of time
I stamp they hit boy I found a move let's turn this

and moan and rant and rave
And feel so put upon
I
m copping out, I'm hanging back
I'm one colossal yawn

I bug me, i really, really, really bug me.

Of these streets my Nigga

Kash world
When I get that Kash call
You're already know I'm go
Can't be a boring bitch
Go out of town put on a show
Can't be

hand
My clearance card
For the main line
Ride out tomorrow
And put today behind
Here aboard this gypsy
I'm sheltered from the rain
Here aboard this gypsy

your bitch out them vans put her in some drip
Niggas just rapping really ain't on shit
Roll up a pop (Fweew)
Rest in piss
7.62 (Boom)
Split his shit

still be rolling trees
Hate in the air I can't breathe
His dog turned out snake and put em 6 feet
Damn, I guess everything ain't what it seems
I can't

I don't give a fuck about yo man's
Tryna take you out, you can put me in your plans
Tryna stack it up, I need a mansion
Bad bitch yeah she want fuck

entertainment
There's some wisdom
For the past few months
I've been containing
Being put into hiatus
Which was out of my control
Now its time to pick up
Where i

Look I had to melt the gold out The Grill 
Put my heart in them fangs 
Bottom 6 but the tops not golden 
(Look) 
I be silent as a bih 
When I walk thru

the fuck out my space put ya face in a book for a change of pace

I don't trust nobody cutting all snakes in my grass is a hobby
I don't give a damn till I

Mutt, have a put?

In came the duck, out of his luck, swimming amuck, with his friend, Buc
Old Mrs. Cat, sat on the mat, waiting to chat, with her friend,

You tell me what it means
Out far the yonder darling
Girls smell saccharine
Lone through the almond sun
Distilled in a placid seen
Long stars

the world
You know that girl
The clock's tickin' I just count the hours
Trying to gain my willpower
I've been doing some soul searching
Turns out I gotta put

I'm balling I can't let'em on the court
This is my sport and when I shoot it go swish

Hold ya hand out
Let me put a little decoration right there
Which

the night
Turn off the phone, turn out the lights
Put on some music, forget the T.V.
We can talk for a while, just you and me
Let me run my fingers through

licking LL lip licking LL lip licking sexy
Mama said knock you Out
First round put it in ya mouth
Sit it on his head he going south
Finger lickin sweet it

the money's up
We going to get it poppin ain't nobody going to touch
When were out of town
Put that ass on me
We going to get it poppin'
Here go 50 on me
Were

I woke up this morning and I put my shoes on
Walked out my back door I gotta keep moving on
I'm leaving my baby
I said I'm leaving my baby
I said I'm

I'll put you down, your secret's out now
You will not talk me round
Hoping I won't listen or see, you come crawling back to me
All you need is someone

slaves
This ain't bout color, religion, creed
It's about the almighty dollar and green, green, green

Put on your mask, pass out leaflets, call me out

Chilling out my head
Put my soul to reast
Burying down my name
Underground

Freezing out my thoughts 
Looking at that cool old box
Which carries down

who'll find me
and then you then want them to love me and then faithfully
you made me out of nothing, put me in a bowl
tied me in a ribbon dragged me

This is where I wear you out		
I will put your feet back on the ground