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show no love towards them
But still no hate given
I got my own motion nothing I gained was given
Finally obtain the feeling of being strait fearless
I

the beginning
Cause them lying ass cheatin' ass niggas wear fitted's
But I couldn't really see through the mist
She approached me in my head I'm like sis
He done

basketball, he introduced me to hip-hop
Now the legacy continues, even though I'm grown
It lives in my baby brother, who's got a baby boy of his own

That's who

can't hear the hate
Tryna get M's on my plate
Make sure my daughter be straight
She gon' be great
I can see it in her face
Changing the world is her fate

wylin out in her own world
But I realize the difference is the lone pearls
The single roses, strikin poses
Shaded polish she put on her toes-es, don't you

Shorty know I don't like to play nice
Left the scene with her dude not my fault he looked twice
Life's a gamble so you know I roll the dice
You

the see I'm coming up
Shawty need to chill she broke the fender on her own
Pass her to the bro and when he done just leave me lone
Leave me lone
Pass

Thank who ever is the creator
Coast to coast like a sailor
I'll slap your bitch add some flavour
She love me even though I hate her
Now everybody wanna

cap, in the cup I pour lean
Been wanting to blow up since I was a teen
I'm shooting these 3s, I be getting that green
She a 10 out of 10, and for her I

water shit taste like Fuji
Think I fell in love, she got me new piece
Man, I miss my brotha, rest in peace spooky

Wish you was here, I know you wouldn't

text
Sent my neighbor address, she gone come break her neck
Weight on my back A buck 50 but I still flex
My dog scamming, say fuck clocking in fa lil

I always was a quiet, pretty lil' mothafucka They always talked about her, but ain't no
Bitch toucha I always did my own thing, I Never needed

ain't do nothin' wrong

Before I let you niggas kill me
I'm gon' use my pole, bitch, keep on choosin' sides
I hadda to let her go

Really in my bag nigga

tune with the Mother loving best
Them other knuckle heads can punch through the thresh 
Licking on her lips as I caress her flesh
You know the rest

they ruthless
Ball on a nigga I might have to juke shit
Fuck on yo hoe on my LL Cool shit
Me and none of my niggas with bullshit
She wanna ride this not

all yeah you know
Told my niggas that we finna ball yeah fasho
Aye put it in my face grabbing on yo waist
Told her slow it down you going to fast try

and splash with the Rhythm
I'm catching flights taking chances just living out in Atlanta backwood full sticky yea
Out in Atlanta backwood fulla sticky yea
She

My homegirls got mushroom for fun guy
Lick my gun good, you gobbled it, tongue-tied
Said she fuck with my sw-, my sw-, my feng shui
Okay, me and my

Cause she say she don't need it
And I be wrong, to play an eye for an eye
But see her devilish ways
Can stay and see me rolling on by
Hateful bitch,

on a killing spree, well
Throw you in the water hole, then tell yo ass to be well
You ain't got no say, I'm bout to ring the reel, real well
Like it or not

I'm off the hinges
Whippin' no engine
I took that last shot
My night has ended
She took that photograph, I told her to send it
I scored the phone

Guidance

Guru

Jazzmatazz, Vol. 3: Streetsoul

2000

Dedicated to my son, that's about to be born
So by the time you people hear this record, my son'll be born
And I gotta teach him about life

fine by this fella,
Who somewhere in the grass crossed paths with a lass
Who said she had a man but his head's in his ass,
So I offered her some Odies

throw me the bag, i replace it

show you the cash or im faking 

i need a tablet an ass by the pool on a sunday, i’m praising her laces



she show me