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this bitch with a few tons
Three-five, one-seven, need some new lungs
Talking 'bout I'm broke, bitch
Is you dumb? Shooter on a kill streak
Might fuck

Never once misguided sister held my hand
Did more like a mother poured love on me like a plant
I don't know what I would do without her on this land
Lord

got my 2-2
Check up, homie called duece
7-0 skunk a motherfucker
Might as well cause commotion
The notion is we gon’ be dead or in jail (By 25)
So we

Oh love, it must be time
I said darling, little lover
I believe that it is time
To condense our little lives
Into a metal box on wheels and drive

and really it cost lives
Niggas is puss', toss nines, hide S-5s
Me, I'm in books, dotted I's and bottom lines
Multiple sixes, I'm thankful (uh)
Palm for

I've paid for my mistakes
I've paid in money, and in blood sweat and tears by the lakes
I've regained what I lost in the wake
Of all the chaos I

One time if you fuck with the boy
Two times if you fuck with the boy
Three times if you fuck with the boy
Throw it up, you know what I do it for
I

are good and that your love is sure
See that you will help those who are in need
See that this all is passing by 
See that what we do isn't as great

Real Soon

DPGC

Hip Hop Extra

2006

So we can chop it up, so we can spread the ice and
The ties of no g's is for sure, you know I like it
This is a D.P.G. dedication
Is for my homies

A Fly Girl

Boogie Boys

Street Jams: Hip-Hop from the Top, Vol. 2

1992

A fly girl is a girl who wants you to see
Her name her game and her ability
Two gold teeth and cold cash money
The guys are on her strap she tends

Ghost, that's my family tree
That trio couldn't be beat by the 2010 Miami Heat
I don't need liqueur, my savior is the proof
That's the truth so I'm a put

Every two weeks I gotta go see this nigga it give me a headache
I fucked up and caught me a dope case, now I gotta sit in this hoe face
You can't

potential all the marriage
I had  towards my new commitments 

This is song number five 
In my first few songs i was kinda shy
But it's not all I can do
I'll

ain't don't with it
Yea for sure
No talk about that shit if you ain't down with it
Ima hit it with a two an watch her hit her nose
All this ice in

a mountain
Can't even count it
Might need accountin'
We spending thousands
Should cop me a fountain
I live for this music shit
I put my soul on everything I

asked god for a sign and he sent two
I'm getting older & I'm sober still I'm tryna figure out
What my purpose is in life cuz niggas tryna take me out
They

Karma is bitch
And she never scared to come Around
A different vibe
I need of different frequency
A different side I couldn't hide
What you could see in

what it is
Maybe something that you did
Maybe it's just the way you live
But I know I gotta have
For the night like nav

Maybe this scotch on ice
Got you

don't hide
Just let s**t ride, yo best is live, yo best alive
Girl the flex exotic
When you flex yo body, you could catch this body
The affection naughty,

the first This shit get violent, could've caught me, I was behind these checks
Pretended by them ghetto angels, could've been in the hearse Told all y'all bro

the remainder make a masterpiece
Livin' what they made for, all love no Dub. A. R.
Rosethorns pierce my skin
Blinded by the beauty, feel it in my bone marrow
No

a redo now
Like I'm gaming
Lost blood to these pavements
And the streets is what raised me
Ohhh
I been low
Keep a smile and move on
Keep a smile and stay

The city of St. Francis is deserving of it's name 
In many ways it's not unlike that artist 
Hippie 
Saint 
For in what other city is so much done

wrist
And some gold on my neck
How we ball
Swish, swish, swish
How we ball
Tryna be young and rich
How we ball...

What's the deal wit cha shawty
Is you