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the herd 
The messiah of rap 
I make em wanna live my words 
We came from the curb 
I ride by myself I don't know who trust 
Fuck a mooley up then pull off

yo city n***a?)

Area code 225 (Shout out to the boot my n***a)
You know 225 all the way live n***a (Shout out to the boot)

(Tell them how you feel

might buy her some shoes
While you chasing clout I get chased by the loot
Yea this a freestyle but I still tell the truth 
Yea this a freestyle but I

someone tell these suckas fall out
I'm next to show y'all what I'm all about
Pussy ass rappers boutta get called out
Hear em throwing tantrums when they

a deer up in the head lights catch em by surprise I got that tractor with a hemi

(Huuh!)
Yeaeeeyeahaah got a tractor with that hemi
(Huuh!)
Yeaeeeyeahaah

I send 'em back down Sig', I know you 'The Truth', nigga

You ain't ready for me, you ain't ready for me
You ain't ready for me, yeah, what?
You ain't

rocks nigga, million cars
The Ro-Roc-Rock Boy, rock your ice and rock your toy
It's the Birdman daddy, no time na' pause
If y'kno it's gon' rain let it

Hey Mom
Why didn't you tell me
Why didn't you teach me a thing or two
You just let me go
Out into the World
You never thought to share what you knew

Commission

Shyne

Shyne

2000

nigga, me too"
what the fuck, I'm callin' your bluff, niggas act like they stopped
makin' guns after they made yours
I'm sponsored by the NRA, DOA rules

Don't Flex

Eightball & MJG

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

see you shaking what you got
Trick niggas buy them hoes a drank to keep em cool
And I'm gone be with them niggas drinking yak ackin a fool
Fulla hay

pods

Spacing out look like I'm gone
I'm just gettin in my zone
Tell them hoes leave me alone
Yo quit vibratin' my phone
I be icy like a cone
I be

I want to know why these niggas hating on me
I be whipping past in a srt homie
Back when I was broke you left me by my lonely
You got a little money

All my usos's up to get down for the hood
Were on another level on my neck of the woods, Aye

Ain't a fortune teller but Ima spit facts
Tell em boys go

Sweet little honey girl you're so fine
Can't take my eyes off you when you walk by
The boys in town say "gonna make her mine" 
I tell 'em all they

want some hoes like a lotta those 
Make em fall for the boy like some dominoes 
At the end of my show need a Pot of gold 
Some pot and a thot built like

a blessing to me (eyy)
Entlek simele ini
If we're a team then lets go get the win yeah 
Everything i do is for you 
And our baby boys too
I dont care what em

Everybody gotta gift 
U got understand 
What ya gift is 
Mine the gift of gab 
Use your gift to your advantage 
Don't let nobody tell you 
That's

to perfection 
Baby y I tell no lies 
Maxi dress on as 
Compliments her complexion 
Summer love headed in the right direction 
As the days go by 
My feelings get

They call me a power ranger; mighty morphing 
Ain't nobody believe in me like Global Warming
But I let em know that I'm one not worth ignoring
Cuz ya boy

Jackson off of rapping, that's 50
In my city I'm the nicest, on the mic I get busy
And you can tell my favourite rapper is Biggie
"Black and ugly as ever,

bout that, just be your own man
Or woman, and hold your pride high
Until you sittin' in that coupe
When you see em' you just waive on by
Dont be afraid

When you see like how I switched
They was laughing, now I'm laughing pull up on 'em in a whip
Got Nirvana on my shirt blasting "Something In The Way"

Lately I feel like I’m surrounded by snakes
And I can’t trust the people around me
Lately I debate every single word that these motherfuckers
Kept

badly almost clinical
Tell em bout yourself
Wait what? You drink henny too
Girl that shit go down 
Let's light up 
And take this sh*t to the clouds