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Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get

Fuck Friendz

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get

Brace yourself
Break yourself
Winter is coming
By the wind is felt
Painting on the canvas with different shades of wealth
I had to Bob Ross them

of niggas ain't built for this shit
I'm just blue with my nigga, trade money
Got me on the sixth, they come from the poor or fifth
I got lines with tricks

Punk bitch think she real smart
Runnin' that G but talk is cheap hoe
Spend some cash money with me
Look up when I pull up
And come runnin' to see
If

Since the beginning of the presidential race
Madam, the first question America would
Like to ask you with the pandemic taking the
Whole world by storm

You'd think I'd have it figured out by now at least a little bit
Bitches been picking the other dude since a little kid
Back when I had a bald head

flipped, top drop back when I snap, its a wrap,
bean shells by the three like a hat trick, cocaine soap on the rope
With the dope if he slip on my granny, I

dumped by the thumbers
We hunters, kill or go kill, if you want us
It's easy, I can do this with no sweat
The shotty double-barreled just like some breast

by next week
Aye, boy I'm riding in the night, paranoid as fuck
Worryin' 'bout the flashing lights cause I got the scary drugs
Aye no cap, I got like 7

All systems go I'm about to explode
I just nod my head yes if they tellin' me no
Grab my dream by the neck I ain't lettin' it go
My thoughts are like

In My Backyard

Dead Celebrity Status

Blood Music

2006

I'm like a Bat Out of Hell, being pulled by Black Stallions.
Waiting for Metallica to make another Black Album.
Created a stone age cage, I'm fenced

in the asphalt


We sculpt from the mud, we are our happiness,

not noticing the trick

After we complain about bad luck

And that the fault

I'm in my bag now
Man I been on my grind all week
And these bruddas they mad how
How how
But still I don't speak
Talking is cheap
And Nothing ain't

be trickin' on me
Like I won't leave you lonely Talk is cheap, you gotta show me
Why you trippin' on me? You should be trickin' on me
Like I won't

shit
'Bout how many women
Kept letting them hit
Yeah, uh
So tired of the shit
I'd rather have one girl
That knows all the tricks
Never been fucked by

a picnic
Take a clip, bitch
Take a Twitpic,? of a big dick
Talkin' too slick, too quick, to a new bitch
Bitch'll teach a trick to a trick
Have a blue dick

If you riding in this car
By law you got to shoot your fye for Me
My opp became your opp
When you chose to raise your to ride With me
Four deep in

I ain't fuckin' with you

Punk bitch think she real smart, runnin' that G

But talk is cheap hoe, spend some cash money with me

Look up when I pull

Tuck Ya Ice

Trick Daddy

Back by Thug Demand

2006

on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse

[Trick Daddy]
My shit is platinum
These assholes wearin' white gold
See, I'm too smart for this 'cause

Crew Love

Jay-Z

Belly

1998

thugs
Fo doves blow dubs holdin eight snub
I hold it down my strip, goin nowhere
Flip two eightballs trick the dough on low gear
The next week two O's

Get mad Give a fuck if you leave
Not without another trick up the sleeve 
Nigga mad I don't got it for cheap
High prices mean the shit off the leash

Fly in the sky and I fly on the beat, soak her with water then sip on some lean
Didn't get dollars cus I was a cheap, wanna get bands chill under my

on what's next, be next 
Bet you by the dollar 
Make you holler, where them Benji's at 
Come on out your pocket 
Don't be stoppin' 
What can happen,