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back home, I'm never gon' look at you lesser (go)
Bro had a safe like he grown by seventeen, countin' up extras
Told me to build up the clientele,

the town whole game sound like him
100 bitches and a light show might help yall niggaz see
Lot of niggas might take the spot but u can't do it like me
By

Uh
There he go again floating out the door
Sanny joe, 6-4 with the under glow
Don't get pushy with me I got something for I go
I pull in and make it

Big Brodie gettin rich I ain’t saying who wit you snitch get dubed get flipped .  Play boy got my own lil got his first pair of Jordan’s he ain’t been

to be seen 

Hustle them for they green

Leave them looking like a fean 

Comes back and give me the cheese 

4th verse

She Feening her love life

and it's hot
A day at the swap meet coppin' a fit
And the whip, get a shower and it's straight to the Strip
Yeah I cruise by passin' slow as molasses
All I

miss a talent this sharp

I cut a path, running past

Chopping blades of grass

My young boy days have passed

So now I raise a glass

Swallow beers

Hallelu
Ooh-ooh, Dirty in this life I cannot move
Ooh-ooh, Show me how to fly above the roof
Imma get it all this time they gave no trust
Stay the fuck,

a "just ate ass" face, why y'all mad at him?/
The magnum, that you keep by your abdomen/
Better stay where it's at, I don't mind going back again/
Mind

would be proud of things I accomplished
I ain't know him that well said I was 4 when his car had got shot up
Season over, city champs everything was great

The game boy, we advanced it we playin' for two, uh,
I told Max go and send this through,
I'm nice wit' it so you know that imma do what I do, ooh,
Nah I

& dese pills onna lowend
Hmp we got it 4 da lowend
Plug jus hit got anuva load in
Few mags loaded fuck allat reloadin
Fuck nigga try im blowin his dome in

streets omo best believe
One bottle two bottles omo mahn give me some more
Four bottle five bottles give me more bottles to pour
Shrine way for that gelato

brain
Chill blood in my veins
Still change day by day
But I do it my own way
So, quit goin down a one way
There paved multiple lanes
Stay the same  (dub

daily nigga!
Wit my pen and my pad
Where I run rhymes about my life
And how I'm missin' my dad
Dedicated, to makin' these hundreds
I get paid for my shows

(Yeah yeah)
Kilo kilo whine to the flow
Kill the waist and bounce to the flow
Kill the waist and bounce to the flow

Two four seven I'm drinking (I'm

Hey, what's on your mind?
We could talk, we could talk, we could talk, we could talk all night
Oh, what a life
Give your tears and your fears

bubblin', all Moncler (uh-huh), four shots from the rear
He sheddin' thug life tears (uh), he my boy toy
Call that nigga Buzz Lightyear, y'all don't hear me

mates and get one shot
Two shot, three shot, four shot
Pull up the flavors, I don't pull cards, pull flavors, argh (jheeze)
Hold up, get a whole one

Soul, 1971

Sho Baraka

The Narrative

2016

ahead)
Can I count it off?
One, two, three, four 

I'm groovin' for the activists and graduates
I'm an advocate for those feeling abandonment
In

anciens, les p'tits mecs de tess
Gros, j'en étais un pour ça que personne ne peut me test
J'fais fantasmer les bobos, j'suis pas un bad boy de clavier

There goes my luck
There goes my pride
There goes everything that I've been working for all of my life

There goes that dream
And so it seems

The Return

Blu

Good To Be Home

2017

a Piru?
And everybody wanna know on the coast, what set you claim
All my life I had that name, but never banged
I'm from the Bridge, my folk from the 4

The Freshfest

Non-Phixion

The Green CD/DVD

2004

[Verse One]
It was a time when life when was mad simple (SO SIMPLE)
Me and my people listened to records and used to rock rhymes all day
We didn't