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drop a single yet
N' I'm starting on my 3rd album
N' I bet you want my dick fam
Cause I met your CEO and he say
"Yo I'm a big fan"
I'm a big man, cramped

on stovеs (Uh, huh)
Rappin' wishin' one day I'd be good as HOV
(One day)
But still I'm the nigga they be lookin' over
I whip a brick
I put the soda just

Ucity till I die they hate cuz a nigga fly
Been thorough since knee high dollars I multiply
Never been basic always think wit my 3rd eye
My skills u cant

in real time

Im one of a kind
Bussing these dimes
One at a time
Two at a time 
Three atta
Aye this the shine that you get you finally sell a brick

an EP throw on an album I ain't do it sober
Me and my opps got it intune shit ain't dying down
Till blood spill over
It could be years  won't let it blow

Cruisin in my 64
But i neva slap a hoe
All they want is some dro
Ears curled like dumbo
This ethnic chick made gumbo
Wrists checked in bricks mumbo

drop a single yet
N' I'm starting on my 3rd album
N' I bet you want my dick fam
Cause I met your CEO and he say
"Yo I'm a big fan"
I'm a big man, cramped

of the Ocean song. 
-	Dash, Thank em' for bein an influence, next best thing reference
-	Dash, verse 2 can be about my writing process, Beyonce line, verse 3 can

Gang
Boy, I start on one, I let y'all know
This gon' be the hardest and realest album y'all heard in a minute
Boy, it still ain't go
Ayy, I'm that

killers, but
Rap about it in all of your lyrics
This shit is weak
They tellin' me I'm the illest
I ain't even hit my peak (Ha)
The hood know I'm official

swarm by
Touch the hive and get swarmed by
Came up with the coldest killers my heart cold need warm vibes
No cross lines, stay on side
N my block hot, n

a follower, lead by the best
These 22's ricochet blow out ya chest
God Bless, God Bless
Peace be with you
So lay down to rest
I'm not a follower, lead by

a mascot

Chorus

Verse 3
Tony Yayo:
S.O.D. Swammies On Deck homie
My killers O.D. and die for respect homie
The barrel of my gun, start to pre-cum
Fiendin'

is a killer we come from that mud
My side full of bullies don't like it so what
Ain't biting no bullets my mouth full of slugs
I ride to the fullest so

never told
Killers on my left and right
Ay you ain't tryna die tonight (You ain't tryna die tonight)
Stick by my side, I could change your life
'Pullin'

to say I keep a G
Instead of one chick I'm keepin three
I keep a stick I keep a key
A couple bricks I move a week
Maybe four if it's at its peak
Even if

Game Still Recognize Game

Coo Coo Cal

Walkin' Dead

1999

shops 
Screamin they love the album, 
and then get near ten thousand when the next one drop 
Haters try to deny the funk, but affected by the bong 
They

(Dan Marino, ah)
Free the guys, shit hurt my soul
They got the RICO (They got the RICO, ah)
Margiela (Margiela) , bricks cheap, I can mellow (I can

The Pj's

Pete Rock

NY's Finest [Bonus Track]

2008

baggin' ounces in the back of the Maz'
Ostrich on, Wollriches, three Quarter-ness
A.D.I.D.A.S. wit Stan Smith's
The grant's on the Stove
And Aunt Lo

Sammy da Bull

Proof

Searching for Jerry Garcia [Bonus DVD]

2005

that's blazed by killers
Now the game done changed these niggaz out here praisin squealers
Go Proof - my behavior's iller when tellin the truth
Expunge

Kampf
Wrote in nine months
More like eighty-one
My story just begun
But it's got a killer back
Like it's hard not paper
Or maybe it's like Batman
But when

that I've ever encountered behind
With chills running down my spine
As I travel back in time
Three days after my grandfather died, 
At the burial service

branches, toss you in the pool
That you just partied up in on your vacation from school
Violent by nature don't expect me to apologize
Surgical with it.

the same man that had figured out a plan
Graduate, teach, rap, then disappear
Plans got moved by two or three years
I'm an author, teacher, dare I say a GOAT