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a stupid reply
I’m Jacob Blake, so get it straight
I’m a dad w/ kids, put food on plate
Got Badger State in fragile state
You carry that hate, gotta carry

Grind real hard cause I need the guap
Minto play da riddim watch us reach the top
Short hearts drip down from the feet to top 

She spit on the dick cause

nigga shine out of blue
Trying to cash out the ATM straight blue
She calling my line she singing the damn blues
Sorry boo I'm on a paper route too
Can't

of breathe here
Getting choked up there's not even a noose near
Step back I need some air to set my mind clear
Getting cussed by a fiend, shame on me
Never

I live

Im losing z's cause I'm pushing these z's bun a z and it puts me to sleep like a lullaby
I just got caught with my main by my sidepiece Im

Young Ladies

Reuben Wilson

Jazzmatazz, Vol. 2 (The New Reality)

1995

up with Guru, of course

[Big Shug] 
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house

[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one

Quikker Said Than Dunn

DJ Quik

Balance & Options

2000

an actually fact
Because the street is where my heart is at

Yo, I don't do dope but I'm dope not a dope
But I'm doper than anybody who trys to cope
If

teacher
I taught him a lesson
Straight from the Chi
Lil bitch I'm that guy
who am I?
I'm the one
I'm him no more question
Grew by the streets
I grew out

stuff whatever they do you gon follow suit aye

And my bitch is baddest she straight from the valley
A lot of yo n****s dead they keeping tally
Get me

a fuck about none of ya gold 

And ya mans getting hit w the chrome 



 Niggas bark 
Like a bitch 
I’m not wittit 
Hit a lick by myself 


Taking ya jewlz

To sum up the situation
My palm up to pick your fate with
Good luck with this pill you've taken
Hoping it steers you straight
Get to focus
Be open

homie U don't gotta mess w me
But Everytime you hear me you gon be stressin g.
I was turnin all my struggle into luxuries. 
Treated my 05 impala like a 15

dumb dumb
Found my own sound now I'm the one one
I can't stop this shit I gotta keep it going
I like when that beat go badabang I fell in love w music

Distractions I just can't condone
But dog my heart still witcha
I might not be right by your side
But If you call I'm listening
And if it's war I'm spinning

My

come to the hood, no we don't claim
We take over shit, bitch, we straight T-T-G

Who the fuck in the hood really want it with me
T-W-E-K-A
Yeah, she

taking off like a flight

Straight up
I said my heart in the paper
Pardon my bars for the haters
Hauling off bodies I'm made of
Diamonds and gold
I'm

and my son & we in the booth
You’ll think I’m by myself & he only 2 
Fck w/ him “yeah yeah” That a getchu blew 
Don’t play wit my boy , he da muhfckn truth

been
What you done
I don't want no danger son

She a teddy bear, Ted Bundy
I ain't talking no gummy
Get a heart attack when she miss it
Got a heart

and bongos Ikwe
We had the tune of New Life Beat Cally Ikpe
If your Sound encroach the City, You’re powered by music 
You chop knuckles and couple of hug

Ride or Die [Prod. by Jack Union]

(Chorus)
You my ride or die 
Anything you want you got,
You know u a vibe
You make me feel a way inside, I’m

ten toes down like a pair of shoes
Even if I'm hanging by a thread never cut it loose
Truth never lose
So we going for the W
(Whew)
Everybody sheep like

Thought you saw me But yo vision blurry 
Start up the engine my heart starts to race 
Pull up beside me Oh so u wanna race?? 
Drop a gear and disappear in

touch into their heart piece" (what?)
I can't understand their love for me I'd call it apathy (i call it apathy)
Sit here by myself talk to the stars

again (No)
Yes (This is all going in)
Fuck, w—okay
Let me just go straight from where I
Christmas Day open up my stockings
All I got was coal
That's okay,