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fuck me up
You keep throwing low blows
We'll go knuck n' knuck
Cuz one thing a nigga ain't a chicken, you a rubber duck
2 dudes in blue suites asked me

(no thanks, man)
Bird's eye chili seeds dot the chicken, off the block Guyanese rice and peas
Cops ride by and be in the breeze
No need for stop

know it though by the way that she treat me fried chicken & collard greens soul food is what she feeds me all she want is a glass of wine, a blunt,

put that on my soul I get change I'll never change up 
The setback minor but the comeback major 
How I know cause I got hustling in my nature 
You look

and physically keep your shit intact
Don't let a crab hold you, you know you God
If you surrounded by slugs nigga change up ya squad
And that's a actual fact for

Everyday

P

P413

hop, Proof and Dog I'm 'a tick
Get off our dick
And pick up your face
While you watch us floss whips (whips)
Who's packin' gats for us
Bag a rack

know that you ain't mine
But I just want you by my side
Girl just hit up my line
Lately I've been on my grind
But I can't get you off my mind
Nah
Looking

to have your doors fucked up by a rookie!
Drop the facade, which boss is talkin'?
Don't even need to run, I could pass you walkin'
Woke up workin', no need

Project Love

Sunz of Man

Freedom of Speech

2004

Chick where my cash go? You just like the last hoe
Bloomberg fucked up the crack flow, we let gats blow
Twisted colors on our capsule, turn projects

and bitches is the shit I did
I don't wanna grow up 'cause I'm a Toys R Us kid
I get lost in space, like real Robinson danger
Callin' the dragons off cause I'm

Where the Mary go
Lost in the carousel
Kickin’ Chris P on the stereo
Trynna reach overseas
Dip, take trips, pip, cheerio
Coolin’ brickstone
Fire up

Can be mighty nice living on a farm
C'mon man where you born in a barn
Wake up in the morning, gotta feed the hogs
Tend to the chickens and play with

the nigga
my chick left but fuck her
Cuz ion need the bitch
And now she mad I don't even wanna feed her dick
I got some problems that I probly really need

[Qwell:]
Rain shine, was fate denied by state time
Ya caged ryhmes contain rage behind gang signs
Remember chickens spittin' game at you
I'm prayin'

Racer X, here's brother speed

You dissin' James? He's chicken feed

He can't rap or clap or make a feet tap

How 'bout Monie and Nikki they both bullcrap

Going coast to coast by a plane
Sucka free cloaked by the game
I'm cool as ice so I need a chick shaped like a coke bottle frame
Peep the calm flex, my

Stimulus, 
I feed off it, 
I’m show you what a winner is,
I got a chick with a big ass, 
She let me roll weed off it, 
She really with this lifestyle, 
Fuck

COUNTRILLE

Mai Lan

Mai Lan

2012

washed by the sun, not the water
I can tell
People tried to get me on the plane
Stop it I'm staying don't call me again
I'm staying
Mi cuero needs more

Fretless - Lyrics

With the mother hiding underground 
Front cover
One on one but she got a sound 
Like none other
Like none other
By feeling charged

Work Work

N-Dubz

Uncle B

2008

as giving up,
You can be anything you want to be,
Put your mind to it then...
You'll succeed in life.
I never thought I would ever get this far,
But I guess I

you'll get hit
Always flinch when they walk by 
Always covering up my school supplies
They don't care if I die
And that's not a lie
Sometimes I ask why do

head
Woah!
Time to make these lyrics alive
I'm 'bouta wreak havoc, gonna transcend
Woah!
I'm in my bag yo
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me start by saying,

on the Mail
He said it's done
I told em find a way
Time to feed the streets
My brodie told me
No more time to play
section full of niggas
Just ice grilling

You figure you should
Give your mans a call
Cause you be seeing how he ball
And you just
Tryna help out moms
Don't get me wrong
Cause you went looking