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read them signs till yo vision cleared. U always high u always drunk. Yo vision impaired. We was tryna break ground wit niggaz but they ain’t wanna build

My Lows ain't even cheap, I ain't gon lie just keep dope on me
Yo one homie, seen pole on me, did not blow on me
Fuck homies, know they don't got me,

fit hard that's just a quick flex
Towel by my side just in case I make yo bitch wet
My nigga down in MIA den put me on some good jwett
I rap and I ball

people keep on
Doubting you, you gotta make a move
If you get it by yo
Self then you ain't gotta go to school
But the trick is that you
Gotta know

attacked
6'3 In my duck boots
I'on sneak by, I'on duck dudes
Real nigga, no stunt dude
Neva been sus but I fuck dudes
Yo click mad but I touched two

flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never know
Stepping on my critics, beating on my foes
The plan is to stay focused, only then I can grow
Straight

Likwit Connection

Defari

ADA Sampler February '99

1999

from tricks 
Defari, Phil Da Agony, Xzibit, and Tha Liks 
"The world's" "But it's a Herut-Likwit Crew Connection" 

Yo, talk a big game, play a big

to a causality 
Smokin that gas 
Can't feel my legs 
Feel like I'm defying gravity 
I got yo bitch 
She doin tricks 
Hop on my dick like a athlete 

I'm rollin

to a causality 
Smokin that gas 
Can’t feel my legs 
Feel like I’m defying gravity 
I got yo bitch 
She doin tricks 
Hop on my dick like a athlete 

I’m rollin

freestyle
Blood in the rain energy in motion tricks up my sleeve yeah
Yo think it’s a game huh
80 on me no one can mess with me
I came through dripping beer

some prostitute
Pussy lips like money clips
(That's some dummy shit)
Where I'm from we don't trick
Crip Walk and not a Crip you
Get yo' fucking ass

the trends that the whole world follow
Fuck a CD, fuck a tape, we should sell this shit in bottles
Are you a role model?
Not, ca tash'll steal yo' beat box
I

to window shop in central see shit
Can't afford it don't sell molly but
Whitney, Bobby here's my number call it
Talking cheap
Yo it's free that's why

write an album under comatose
I am unconscious yet so focused
I'm ultimate high I'll ride
Till I'm hopeless i know what I started and
I don't plan

albums to play,
A little cypress for the sesh, yo big bong rips with big L,
You Can always find a W in weed when you take a Big L,
Picking strains like you

young, black and wealthy
Them all went ghost when it was time to help me
Now is El Saint Louis on y'all  speakers
Stay in your zone cheap talking like you

this life's what I was made for
Numb my pain by the pound smell The aroma taste the flavor
Tuck ya chains when I'm around or my niggas finna take em

Smoke in Da' Air

Timbaland & Magoo

Welcome to Our World

1997

gonna be high soon
Now you got your bowl shorty
Nursin' a cheap forty
Lordy was shootin' dice
Point and you win forty
Six be a damn point
Roll

Darky

(hed) p.e.

(hed) pe

1997

the blunt ash

Realizin' my dreams
Kissin' the pacific sky
The purple haze brain remain open
To changin' tides

I desire knowledge by nature
Word

Sure if u tricken dont Trick to Cheap 
If u clicken then clique 2 Deep Stay low key n be wit Females
You wit yo nigga only 1 of yall can be frail 
I pick

featherweight
Want my section full
We came from section 8
Buy it by the gram
And stuffing cellophane
Looking for a deal
They was selling fame
Feelings in my

got no bite
Blue, pink, green money I ain't got no type
Probably got what you need but it's not yo price
Send a nigga to the sky but he ain't book no

right now my life is a mess
A mess
Waffle, house
Twice a, week
Watch ya, mouf
Talk is, cheap
Women, lie
Bitches, cheat
Niggas, cap
Trick for, freaks
FA, H

Yeah, let's go
Straight up bars
Yo, turn my volume up
Mister flaco coming with the dope shit
Tarantino in the bars, I spit so grotesque
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