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flying by his ankles 
It's like we all Tryna make it out the hood 
I'm Tryna bring all of my peoples man I'm praying that their good 
Because this beef

friend
I cannot f*ck with no 9 all of my h*es they a 10
Let put the fire to his chin
Tell me why these n*ggas hate
That chopper sing just like Drake
Water

find me in the studio, that's my sanctuary
Till I can stack more chips than a fucking bank can carry

Slit so many throats, every MC thinks I'm scary
Put

bubble tea
I told that bitch bring money you ain't gettin shit for free
Used to ride dirt bikes on the street with a permit
Cops tryna grab me they can

Sweet Love

JT the Bigga Figga

Game for Sale

2001

And let me touch your thighs (Touch the pussy)
While we roll, I promise to keep my eyes on the road
While I'm touching that sweet, sweet love
To your

Sweet Love

Rappin' 4-Tay

Introduction to Mackin'

1999

And let me touch your thighs (Touch the pussy)
While we roll, I promise to keep my eyes on the road
While I'm touching that sweet, sweet love
To your

a beer and newspaper
Coaching me on football tactics with a contented grin on his face

The fourth is cleaning out his work truck
Earning my first dollars

m80vin'; I'm ruthless
I do this for my family, just rambling
Still the realest shit this century
Better duck 'fore you get take down, sawed off shotgun
I'm

need me a yard food, so I'm in Inglewood
Dawg dem-
My dawg dem serve like Wimbledon
My dawg dem smart like Beethoven
I'm from where the Jack Boys

wack 
We need whitney back
Contract year I need me a sack (Nigga)
Who im gonna call thats gonna have my back
Who the fuck im gonna call when I hang my

Tribute

Nonpoint

Statement

2000

behavin like they are too good
There lived a little boy that was misled
By another little boy and this is what he said
Check it "Me and you kid we gonna

Drop It Heavy

Show & A.G.

Full Scale

the wrong rhyme 
But you showing your flow, that's all mine 
Oh silly me, if I call on my lyric ability 
I'll bring it right, straight to your jaw, free

said have another drink my friend
he was knowing all the while,
Well I lose control and takes my soul  brings me across
this fiery coals.   



Choirs

park the whip in front of the court house
Niggas try to front on my team im going all out
Bring the dogs out put in work and never call out
Niggas

the light when my vibes get bleak
She be the crutch when my knees get weak
I think she reads my mind telepathically
Catch me by surprise when your staring

glock and I'm goin bizerk
Giving me trouble and live in a bubble
Don't give a rebuttal cause problems can double
My team in a huddle
Got green by

little poems
Spit over shotgun blast
Gripping the mast for stability
I'm a product of civility to pacify my animosity
Punching shadows behind a door
Hang

get it fucked up
That nigga right there
He in here perked up
He getting fucked up
By the nigga riding shotgun with a fucking AK
shawty wanna fuck but

Slick Rick - The Ruler

Slick Rick

Livin' Large!

1991

smart and laugh
As the girls go crazy, want me for my dear autograph
And it's me they be admirin, my new style of rappin
And brothers go around me, how I

Ganksta Attitude

B.O.N.E. Enterprise

Faces of Death

that's the way I prefer
Your forty-four might do damage
But see my streetsweeper's much worse
My shotguns are cocked
Make sure you're stayin' in line

of the Gods
Lord help me to achieve all
These tricks up my sleeve
Gotta pull them shit's out, bring 'em out
Let 'em breathe i'm the oddity of space

shit slow me down
It almost put me on pause
Cotton mouth my shit
It's like I'm chewing on gauze
Shark on top my hoodie
I'm gettin' chewed on by Jaws
I'm

a pitbull
She gon' bring all her friends
We gon' do it again, yeah yeah
She wanna ride in the benz
She want my thumb in her end, ughh
She a rider and she pop

time songs
The music of the mountains sweet and low
Madisonville, she's callin' and she wants to bring me home
To the land where my family came from

Let