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'cause that's what grandpas do, yeah

From an old Chevelle, out there raisin' hell to quotin' from King James
From Superman to barely can remember his

to winter cause bitch I'll never fall 
Shawty tryna mop the wood but she don't need no pinesol 

I'm from a place where n****s carry berrattas and for

know we far from finished
Told my ppl that we gottem
We gone make it in a minute
Tell Em like lebron James
Imma makem all witness
I can't chill unless

the door down tryna get a foot in it
Ring on every finger like I'm John Wood in it
Stay winning with women sinning
I'm sending the minimum
From the beginning

the country is a millionaire
Because your whole family's coming
When it's time square
We gon turn out the lights when the popo come
Cuz uncle James Boutta hit

like me the way i go in by a check could've signed to nike
Where the dope and hoes at, that's where i'm at ain't hard to find me
He say he a real one

Dirty Dirty

Haystak

The Natural

2002

Minuets turned to hours
Motivated by the money
A passion for the power
Cowards talked very seldom acted
Bitches with nothing
To do but hate on staks shit

from the dead i'm awoken
Soft spoken but history is written every time that I speak
I got a little surprised if niggas wanna tweak
1/27 it's cold

james told me
Fuck these broke niggas
Because a nigga with no money
Going to be a fucking hater anyway
Fuck hger good from the back
Give her long wood

Draw lines on our face
Paint in the years
Weathered and worn
Not by you, not my me

We lost on St James
Barefoot and screaming
Forever seemed too

but it only shine & glisten
Bitch you know you can’t ignored em, James Bond I’m on a mission 
How you wanna play it? What is your position?
What you

follow that northern star

Jump off the boat while the waters cold, sit by the bonfire and warm my bones
The wood smoke consumes my soul filling up each

blue fish, blue still stainless
I just shine harder than the wood will grain, bitch
Everything I drop's a hit, so I'm feelin' like I can't miss
I zero in

night
Shit getting reckless
Man gets legless
Lieutenant Dan from
The night till breakfast
Get all the ladies
Shit getting crazy
And I've got crew by

a nigga woods
He do the James Brown, the junkie telling you it's good
These bitches played out, they poppin' pussy as they jug
Goin' crazy in a Chevy

but it only shine & glisten
Bitch you know you can’t ignored em, James Bond I’m on a mission 
How you wanna play it? What is your position?
What you

moments

Minuets turned to hours

Motivated by the money

A passion for the power

Cowards talked very seldom acted

Bitches with nothing to do but hate

Ready 4 War

Lil C

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

and if they don't know the name
From the wild wild West, slugging em like Jesse James
Dog better get the fuck back, 'fore I fuck around and leave a nigga

Team Work

Moka Only

Battle Axe Warriors Compilation

2000

distributors for stores and gal guys
No brakes from trying never slide to whirl slide
I smell good and rap better master of the magnetic never sell wood
Got

Team Work

Moka Only

Lime Green

2001

distributors for stores and gal guys
No brakes from trying never slide to whirl slide
I smell good and rap better master of the magnetic never sell wood
Got

Nike Town

The King Blues

The Gospel Truth

charging me to breathe
Or maybe they'll buy babies and give them corporate names
Like Little Baby Big Mac, or Finger Licking James
The irony is, this

Songz
Let me see, put him in a suit, James Bond

When you slide on the hoes, they laugh at you
Turn Lillard into KD by the afternoon
What I heard in yo

out
Meet you in thе mirror on the other side
Nobody missеd, you'll never lie
Inspect yo weapons, burn you from the inside
I'm the Gentleman Ghost but
I