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Tek dat
Tek dat
Bussin ya bean
Tek dat
Tek dat
Bussin ya bean
Jetpack man way I left 'em all eating my dust
Left 'em all lookin' at me

Good gyal

like a basketball, she tek time out fi vomit
Unuh listen to mi stlye an unuh listen to mi lyrics
A Beenie Man deh yah, mi a drop it ( a seh)
CHO
2. But

Keep my eyes on the prize I don't want to love quick
All these weird human beings out in the public
I ain't got bread to waste like I'm on a budget
They

so hard to do
when i was shot dat nigga like i started to cause breakin old habits so hard to do
fresh out da dealership crackin up wit cigarsin

twenty-one, came home I'm a savage
I make her ride it like CBT
Porn star but she ain't in no DVD

You deserve an award
When she ride she nah stall
Anyting we

at
I ain't bout all dat talkin' all dat chit chat
I'm dressed in all red like a Kit Kat
We got big gats big straps
Dem tek out di witness no one know who

with all that phony shit and gimmickin
Take me to the plug, I ain't goin' through no middleman
I'm tryna get the keys to the Beamer like I'm Beenie Man

I Can't Go on This Way

Beanie Sigel

The B. Coming

2005

(I can't go on this way)
Came too far and I ain't going backwardds for nothing
I ain't being distracted by nothing
Midget-size to Dikembe, I ain't

Yeah
Bitch
Stop playin'
Call me Mahomes a nigga stay out of pocket
Looking at my old songs like damn how I top it
Did my old hoes wrong but that's

(*talking*)
Ha, man it's going down baby what
E.S.G., man I got three young thoed ass niggas in here with me baby
Know I'm tal'n bout, my lil' partna

Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor

her like
That ’cause I did fuck her" Damn!

This is the type of shit
That a man never wants
To find out while he's locked up or maybe so
’cause only God

owes me money
Gaming too late hanging out with my buddies
Sound track to my life kinda like Kid Cudi
Don't fail me now that shit ain't funny
I'm so

hope left?
Are we godless?

DVD:

I'm feelin like we godless
Either that or she is heartless
With the power to go stop this
So called man who has your

into it
Feelin like da man told lil shawty

Hard to come by dis baby
Skrimp been on 10 Im ya fav rapper rapper dats legit
Hard to come by dis baby
Niggas

many men
I be riding around, with the bad guys
But they aint distracting me
No hand outs, everyone act like they was out of reach
Got in some smoke, but

Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil niggas ain't makin no money
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil bitches aim't talkin about fuckin
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dat lil

Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil niggas ain't makin no money
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil bitches aim't talkin about fuckin
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dat lil

OTL in this bitch yeah
We raisin hell in this bitch
You know
Gang shit
Off the love

We be really in and out the spot
You know dat
I go hard for

Shake dat ass baby I won't stop you
You the baddest in this club so you know I spot you
Shake dat ass baby I won't stop you
Shake dat ass like know one

Bands in the room
Can it go boom
I just spazz in the booth
Ain't dat da truth
(Ha ha)
Hand in da pool
Grand on some jewels
I'm like "damn what it

it
Blood on my money, I’m a mothafuckin’ savage
(yeah)
Love fake asses, I like my bitches ratchet
(yeah)
Jeweler in Miami, shout out my nigga Tito
Make

I'm here now, I ain't going nowhere
Believe that, love it or not, the boy is here
The boy don't fear, shit, I been bad since birth, dog
Taught to blast,

to his aid, trying to save the day
No pulse, he catch a shot acting off impulse
Aim like a cop, quick bang, top shotta
Man down, take him out like a coach