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love/hate dichotomy 
My breathing’s slow and floatin’ in 
The car is driven by my twin
Freeing me to drift inside

I am alone I am alone I am alone

Roadcalm

dress shirts
I like period clothing, like the renaissance
cnd I'd like to try larping, I know that it's a lot
Got a love/hate relationship with my bra

scared to be alone without a buddy
A friend to be by my side, that shit is crummy
But if I have to I have to
Ryan I'll do this shit without you
If I

Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Smokin' on, smokin' on dope, ah
Lookin' like, feelin' like dope

Who don't wanna play?
I'm drop toppin' these

Big Dope

Murda Beatz

Bless Yo Trap

2018

see these niggas smoke oregano (oregano)
Need a penthouse by the clouds so high that I can't see the floor (huh)
And I'm on go mode
Everything I do

and your fancy car, I said

I said "dope man Dopeman" that's who I am
I got lyrics by the pounds and I sell 'em for grams
I don't sell crack or sell coke

Never gently 
Why yo chick
Wanna kick it like I'm Jet Lee

Its a Dope Gang Party
Henny by the crate 
Everything feeling great 
GSF Funktion  
Bring

Bedroom, candle, Juicy Couture
Marijuana, clothes on the floor
Welcome to the dope dreams
Welcome to the dope dreams
Welcome to the dope dreams

DASSA DASSA
Too dope baby don't odee
Too dope baby don't odee
Dats a fact doe

Hoppin in the latest
Don't pour by the cup
Only Cases
Assistant for

to see a tragedy a truth
But naturally imagine how I grew to be confuse
Review another view
Cause daddy was a dope man too

Daddy was a dope man too
Daddy

The white sheet is a black man you attacking

Scared of the color of my skin
When I speak you hear
I'm Dope, I'm dope

Black to the fullest
Purest

Count that money down as if I'm on a mission
Bitch I gotta get it I'm chasing these blue Benji's 
Loved by the D-boys
Feared by the fuck niggas 
Respected

Ghetto D

Master P

Tight Azz Mixes

1998

substitutin crack for music 

I mean dope tapes 

This is how we would make it. (There it is right there) 

For all you playas  hustlaz  ballas and even

Ghetto D

Master P

The Tables Have Turned

1999

substitutin crack for music 

I mean dope tapes 

This is how we would make it. (There it is right there) 

For all you playas  hustlaz  ballas and even

Once upon a time in a neighborhood not far away
Was a dude named Timothy, he tried to steal a car a day
He kept a screwdriver close by, he did

world ain't built for us
I got a love-hate relationship with being black, fuck

All of these feelings been living inside of me
Tossing and turning in bed

CALL ME,CALL ME NOW BABY
CALL ME NOW,BABY CALL ME NOW

BABY MANY YEARS OF LOVE,HATE AND MISUNDERSTANDIN
I STILL BELIEVE IN LOVE
AND THE MANY WAYS 2

instead of logs
Peat bogs, peat bogs, more peat bogs
Well it's such a funny stuff is peat, it's nature's own glue
It got to me, it did, and by the end

Me and you we're in a love/hate relationship
Today we're cooling tomorrow you're fed up with my shit
Truth is i'm done with this but i stay for

Ooooh, Ooh Ooooh, Ooh Ooooh
Two-three, love-hate, thin line
Love isn't all black and white
Why'd you have to be so good sometimes
You took a part of me

One day there hot and cold
Love-hate you on the low
But real love I think I know

Right Switch, Left switch
They be switching big time
No inch
Right

Whiskey #4 
You’re not counting, I hope
We step outside
I love-hate when you smoke
Dying to get home and smell my own clothes

I wait for my cue
You

and many parents crying
Small city but you should be blown by the violence
And rip Marco fuck the pigs I'm never complying
Had to learn to toughen up just

Love-Hate, czujemy szczęście kiedy patrzymy na zdjęcia
Wiemy jak smakuje miłość, wiemy jak smakuje zdrada
Wiemy jak smakuje wino wieczorem i kace do samego