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chiefin his team like We play with Mahomes
Like Tyreek
I need a house by the Hill for real 
Cus my granny sleep all in the trap house
And she don't even

slam the clip the in
I'll aim for your mind with the ammunition
Understand the ism be a man of wisdom
They say clouds cry when the angel spittin 
But

doesn't have fame
(Have fame)
Then he strolled across an independent
Man writin' rhymes in
A bar with a pen in his hand
And he devised a plan for his

Yeah let's rock
Aye work work
Flame aye it's Tilly
I'm the coldest ni**a even in the winter time
The hottest in the summertime
Let em know

Gun Slinger

B.G.

Checkmate

2000

told, nigga (??) knock him off his feet quick
Remember I was seven, put my hands on my first weapon
Daddy taught me how to pop a clip in a Mack-11
Ever

for some bitches
You ain't livin' right (Niggas lame)
Not impressed by your hoes
You don't pick 'em right (Niggas weird)
Naked bitches in the pool
We

What you think you really need in these streets that make you bleed?

Everybody working on a daily basis
It's crazy how we could work for payment

love them
The Gospel still saves, a neon sign in the darkness
Jesus talks about you when he talks about the wolves
Preying on the weak minds clothed in

Wayne in the shades, look at the world different
Dwayne Wade on the fade, we only rolled Swishers
Still surrounded by the snakes, but now I hear a rattle

think your concept for freedom’s bondage
I'll keep it honest, but my opinion is weak in context
Well here's my process

from the depths of my heart 
I'd light my life in flames
And sing it all away

For those with ears
Cannot forget
The words that sound so clear

You were

allowed in your hometown
Yeah, you weak, fuck on your bitch and I send her to sleep
You pay for pussy, I get it for free I'm hot like the sun, you should

Only Nip Can Do It

Ganksta N-I-P

Psychic Thoughts

I'm finna get these niggas 
That's jockin my rap style off of my dick

[ VERSE 1 ]
I'm insane, so I strain my brain in a flame
Bad dreams

War

Jeru the Damaja

Divine Design

2003

MJ glowin' up in flames
like chickens suckin' dick for fame
As things change I remain the same
tryin' to keep sane
While many strugglin' to maintain

for the weak
Stuck in the middle like Malcolm
I like everything in threes
Pussy money and the power
Molly sex and then a shower
Washing my sins like

my chest 

Flicking like lighters

Hunned in the drum

I ain’t in fighting I’m higher

They only call me when it’s gangster 

Ima boss to these

don't know this initiation
In a league of my own fuck yo conversation
Never look to my left never catch me hatin
Operate by my truth don't need

All the money I can fathom couldn't even even up
Cause when I hold you what I feel's a never leaving rush
You're the only reason I believe in love even

are foreign
Guaranteed you never seen this flame
And you a lie
You trust your ability to fucc wit me
Monday through Sunday this niggas weak
And they

Face to face body to body eye to eye
They faked on me but I wasn't taken by surprise
My main homies the only people i idolize
And I get deady from

vegas, flawless ten shows a week 
We're all very impressed, but the midnight circus is not for the weak 
Jonathan replies, with a sparkle in his eye, that

Old me was out in the cold
New me was hot out the fire
Flames reaching higher
Smoke in my dia
Louis xiii from the flyer
Ashing out the spliff
With

a blessed human being
To a rich man, lesser and underachieving
My skills suppressed by my weak will, success is only
Real when distilled under duress
And I

I'm hurting
While the fire in your heart keeps burnin on
For another one
You got me feeling weak while you're going strong
We haven't been separated for