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a bit
What if we switched with each other
Would it really ever make 'em love us more
A problem we can't ignore, and it does shake me to the core
Like

and furious through that hoe
Just hold tight, don't let go
You bout to get the best Bo
This real talk, no petro
It ain't no need to guess so
You know I'm down

gully gully
Keep repenting like it's Armageddon
If your brother's down, will you stretch your arm and get him?
I remember me and T working back to back

It's Yours

Supafriendz

The 804 Compilation

Yo, hey yo I got block hot plus I'm bigger than Wayne
Every since the Juvenile I been spittin' them flames
Ya understand ya'll they want me to get in

Here no be Sunday school
You ain't my amigo
Can't get in my group
Shoutout my VP
I was in his black book
Won 2 honors
Everybody peeping at you
Niggas

Get a chainsaw bro
You feel me
Nigga talkin' crazy like
The pull game ain't stupid

It's about to be a chainsaw massacre if I don't get my money

I can't feel good about myself, so I get high
Never gonna come down
Always gonna live a lie
Always gonna fake cry
Always gonna fake try
Always gonna

sense for me to go turn round
Head down while I take these steps, step by step and I'm on way
Next step that could be my best, yet to get what I'm owed

|All I need is another fix of what you got there on your lips. .  |A little bit of you goes a long, long way.  |You get me high can't come back down

Hurt

Busta Rhymes

T.I. vs T.I.P.

2007

'em in the dirt
Boy you better catch me first
So you finally get hurt murked put 'em in the dirt
Boy you better catch me first
So you finally get

Secret Rivals

Method Man

Taste of Tical, Vol. 3

2007

never
Ain't no in betweens in the cold war
Can't hold it down, got a thousand that can hold yours
Starvin', pardon me, God, I get a charge
Like

much shit
I been through so much 
I been through so much shit

Juugin bendin corners can't get caught I'm out the trap
I'll get this money by my lonely

kill my dreams
Man that's something I'm gonna get
By any means
Tell me the facts
Don't tell me nothing in between
That's the game of life
Cause nothing's

stand by me, angel

All of my facades, tear 'em down for you
Angel
Can't get away, I've got nothing to hide
Gonna show my bones
Show 'em for my fallen

all my
Demons sent
Can't take my meds
Can't take defense
My heart is damaged
I wish I could see
Without this black and white
This been hard on me
I'm

Walking down the aisle, but it's nobody's wedding[00:16.64]Can't even fake a smile, no not today[00:22.64]Dressed in all black, tears flood

Read in god we trust
A penny for a thought
How many bars it take get a buck
Blood in blood out
This thing of our Familia
Black Russian backwoods
Cannabis

foolish On January 1st, I wrote my New Year's resolution
Fuck, can someone tell me how to focus on the music

I get money, I get bitches, I'm no novice

Sometimes I be fallin' down
Aye, aye

Yea
This one's for the rain (huh, yea)
This one's for the pain (yea, aye)
I'm a G by heart, you can't take that

porch
Thumbing hundreds now
I can't see nobody making no noise
We gon' dumb it down
Thought my dog was gone live forever
Called me like, "they gunned

Run up in your crib like SWAT, and get cleaned out
I done stole Lil Dee pack, where the blacks go?
Pulled up with a six and drop some tris' , where

Smell of blood and my teeth get sharp
Lick my lips for a taste of the hunt
Pupils dilate as I anticipate of the thrill of the kill I'll make

Your

can't pronounce (err) (ayy)
Like, why your clothes all look like hand-me-downs? (Ew why?) (ayy)
Now I'm gettin' money, know you hate me now (ayy) (good)

too aggressive I neutered it
Alien like it was Super Six
Can't intervene 'cause I supercede
I know that you're not a friend to me

Yo! 
Smith & Wesson