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for a feature
And why the fuck she follow me I'm not even the leader
If you want my recipe just know I'm charging by the beaker aye
Just call me money

can get snaked by yo homie 

[To get out the streets 
I joined the army but kept gettin in trouble for beatin on niggas
I was in boot camp tryna get

time, but look time is in denial
Cause by looking at the time, shit I guess I'm still around.. yo

Yo don't get me fucking started nigga!
I said don't get

And you're really crazy, you know that
Well, you have to understand how things are up here

Yo, ha, uh

I'm a monster, let me mon-stress it
See me mon-stir

the pistol loaded and i'm aiming at these
mc's on yo playlist
come second place in these races
my pace challenge your brainwave 
i can't stop 
i don't have

I'm with em
But when I'm away, I'm emotionally pardoned
Didn't mean to break your hearts, yo I'm sorry
Seriously, For a minute I was guilt ridden
Cause

If I shoot they might call 12
Brotha by them barbed wires he really up in that jail cell
Told you I ride for you girl I will never tell tell
I'm

Nintendo
I got a stick get low like its limbo
I'm fuckin yo bitch that bitch she a nympho
Nvasion the family but you ain't my kinfolk
Just like two sandals

suck
Ain't got no teeth
(Saiddd)
Play the old school cuts
Falsetto by drea'm
(Mannn)
Fuck the hoe one time
Got her hooked and she Fein
(Damnnn)
Now she

And consistent 
You the outcome
Of one
Not in position 
I’m the outcome 
Of being re-unconditioned
Yo fault impermissible
Don’t ask permission 
No body can stop me

it
Got shii dropping you just needa wayment
See yo girl cross the room i'm like wayment
Hit yo btch finna nut i'm like wayment
I hear sum in the night

Pimp Hard

Scarface

My Homies, Pt. 2

2006

you that it's mo'to me then fuckin on my mind
'cause in yo mind I bet you fuckin all the time
Come to find you only out tryin to go to school
And tryna

Keep It Real [Tell Me]

Redman

Raw Sylk

1998

Ayyy, motherfucker..,
 Yo, Funk Doc, my man Musiq, check it out (AOWWW!)

It's the Doctor Bombay, da yellow hombre
Spotted like Kwame for

Itching to score i'm just ready to spray
I seen him sunday he got killed by monday
But we told yo ass that we do not play
Ik you won't blow I see it in yo

is fkn pain nah
I roll up this tree,
Massage yo legs baby
Than I let you sleep
Thinkin bout the world
Like what else they fkn need
Now I’m trynna get

and my demons playing tug of war, and they ain't playing fair, yo
And as long as I'm alive, they ain't going nowhere
Crazy thing about it all, is I ain't

askin' me girl? I'm fine
How it's flashin, cover yo eyes
No lookin past me, I'm in yo sight
Carlton, Ashley, banks here tonight
Take a taxi you got no

hard did it off the scramble Mike Vick
Too responsible
Now I'm outta pocket with shit
Iono the rules you play by
I'm in the game you talking practice

meditate
Do right by ya people
And they will never leave you
Change the way they see you
Be a better you
I'm not tryna preach to none of y'all I'm going thru

played with the nose
We taking yo hoe she losing control
Left her at the curb she a crazy hoe she wanna be with me
Playing these bitches just like I'm

Create the wave like an alternator
You made some classics how the fuck you gon be stagnant
My decline is like yo prime fix yo spine bitch I'm back at it

Cuz I'm VIP and you right by my side
Keep checkin' the mirror
But I swear that you fine
I put it on me that you one of a kind

Uh, all the models on me

Yo, (yo), one, two, yo, (yo), yo, (yo), yeah
(Yo), yo, (you want to take it first?), nah, (alright), come on

I've been sleeping on this hip-hop for

no lies
And every time you in yo feelings why you say I'm trippin'
I might not show it, but I got feelings if you pay attention
And if I even said I