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Got me doing things i'd never do
You ain't been i'm telling you
Girl you bad
Moving like that
I ain't mad how you move it like that
Kinda glad you

in some pain she hang with the gang she thinking she slat for real
Nigga when I'm getting silent say that I'm cool but I'm getting mad for real
Nigga I

with none of you fakes
Since a lil black baby I was still that man
A lot of greatness held in these two black hands
Anybody talking crazy getting two

on the table
Going mad cos their flow is a fable
Stand tall next to me they ain't able
Cry more I'm just rocking the cradle
I'm on the leaf you can trust that

you, you a new you with me
Yeah something get to you
I’m a throw you on my to-do, never too soon with me
Yeah she was with the mood too
She got

you
You a new you with me
Yeah something get to you
I'm a throw you on my to do
Never too soon with me
Yeah she was with the mood too
She got

Left up in a hers
Running with trapper like I'm looking for the one piece
Pay with me you get hit with that one piece
Black leg she tryna kick it like

get banned, baby please shoot them like the Taliban
Shawty we gonna need a miracle, cause i'm a lyrical genius
You know that i got the penis, that will

with B
Then he ain't have it that bad if you take it from me
There's no reason to doubt, I'm soon to be one of the rhyme greats 
Miseducated like Lauryn

can't stand this oh no more!
Baby i'm a loose canon, i'll do what i want
Run through the fire, fueled by desire
Now you got what you want
Im still with my

I want to tour the world with you
Fuck around and have a girl with you or maybe a boy or two
Hey lil baby let me spoil you I'm about to pull

the hood
Like I'm running through a maze
Find me trunk up, with the top back
One deep in the front, two freaks in the back
Haters mad at me, cause I'm MVP

Sometimes it's got to be boss hog with no pardon me
Got me hoping by the time this reach you
Your head high and all that bull-shit beneath you
Don't blame you

eras harry clavers dj plus sleazy from rockfort wi so mad nav zipgun but legit one none tried ever tuh diss us and don't ever think of dissing us coz you

tells him, "Ayo
Where the fuck you’re going? Come here you
Better fall back on this whole situation"
He says, "No, i ain’t got nothing to do with
It i’m

Talk crazy we blast for free

Choppa is hitting that's evident
You mess with the devil I'm heaven sent
Don't come around picking and choosing
You talk

F.A.G. (Fake Ass Gangsta)

M.O.P.

To the Death

1994

muthafuckaas like the 9mm man

Plow! You bitch-ass nigga, you better walk
Only with my muthafuckin burner will I talk
See, I'm from the Marks, and that makes

I’m like baby girl can you gimme space
Lets relax take you back down to my place
Chillin by the fire late nights I want from u
Gimme the cue and we head

are empty hearted
I see it then I mark it
She got dreams then I'm a genie baby make your wish true
I know I'd be lying if I said I never missed you

there
That's why when you walk in the
Dance all the skengman go to, i'm in there
Put your sunglasses on
Dance with me to my sunglasses song

Some manors

we missing you
(It's been too long and I'm lost without you)

Now Star is mad I won't grant him a interview
Now he's dissing me cause he dissed you
Can

we missing you
(It's been too long and I'm lost without you) 

Now Star is mad I won't grant him a interview
Now he's dissing me cause he dissed you

personally (Amen)
I'm always on go, certainly
Bitch, your baby daddy used to get work from me (For real though)
We made a promise to take it to the grave with

walk by you always remind
Me, so i pause that and rewind
But days pass by and weeks fly by
You run back crying knowing
I'm the right guy so what changed