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the trunk, trunk! In the night we go bump, bump! Don't fuck with The Rydas then We dump, dump, dump, dump! Blakka Blakka, showstoppa I know y'all running out
you out, cuz seem they only ask for rain when they be busy in a drought See that's not what i'm about :39 We can fight, inside a ring, but first i
is Her specialty, after all hands come up One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, " Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's Middle name for effect "Every
(chorus until song ends) (master p chorus x4) (fiend talking) Sittin here tryin to take the pain away, see this one here This for all my ghetto fiends out
(chorus until song ends) (master p chorus x4) (fiend talking) Sittin here tryin to take the pain away, see this one here This for all my ghetto fiends out
Ninja 'bout to kick a little story 'bout miranda I was out dopping by the purple turtle hanging wif some homies Skopped one too many dops, damn I need
to love Oh, now I'm getting strong enough You helped me chip my way out and open myself up And for the snow that comes with winter For the growth
Snatched lucid too high And sedated Now we're on a new movement We're toting glocks in the matrix I just count my chips And take my time Out in
nothin' right And still I sit and lie awake all night Oh, all of the DJ's surely have taken a lesson Try talkin' trash and I'll come with my Smith
your chariot is carrying children who going blind And you going to get their sight back, when all they see is night black Believe in everything that
Never You ain't never had a friend like me Believe that 'Cause you ain't never had a friend like me See at night, I watch the sky I take
to figure it out I had to figure it out I had to figure it out I had to figure it out yea How to get chips in a drought Then come back and flip that amount I
to know if you run the streets Come in peace or leave in pieces Even Jesus was killed by the polices They crucified him now they inject us with juice
Bop Style these man in my ten dollar fit Rude boy style with the short money drip I see you by the speaker wth yuh hands on your hip Don't jump, just me
from the AM to the PM Tell a buff ting slide in the DMs I want a private jet, fuck a BM And my bros got the chip like CM I pulled up, stepped out Fresh
greddy Hoe, get up out my pockets You worried bout my Profits homie look what you deposit I don't dig her energy that dip all on her chip Yeah we jus
Yo beanie mac rap guerrilla I'm out for the skrilla Face it ain't no replacement for this killa Keep your hands where I can see em Don't make me
Yo I gotta be home by eight thirty or my moms'll kill me She spasses out when I'm late, plus she says that I'm too young to date So overprotective,
on the gang you niggas ain't shit 40. cal'll leave his body on the pavement Please don't come around a nigga it get dangerous Pistol packin', see him
like a pro, she comes out the clothes [DJ Quik] But, uh, she flips the dildos Whether in the Pumps, Nikes or the steel toes Dre, you can spot it in
sick I can't sleep at night, might swallow my tongue Get all the gas deposits out the closet, let the water run Get the flame thrower, lighter fluid,
peace with what it is, it's a dark night out Off the bat know we raw, dawg And when you see us in the streets, don't expect no peace Flexing with the drip
Yeah, baby, I'm just out here trying to get this money I mean it's hard, hustling late night You know (late night) Some of these suckas out there
[Mikah 9] Non compos mentis and moon struck come, pompous apprentice and succumb To this relentless, yes, the sun rises and sets yet you see none
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