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a back wood over you
I’ll choose a bankroll over food
By all means ima get to the loot
Got four strains of a half in my boot
Niggas be sweet then a bitch

blue coupe
Big rocks in the stone boy you know what we do
Remember them days when we ain't had no food
50 cent cake for just me and my crew
My mother

of that
That's not putting food on Keyshawn's table
Or clothes on her back
Maury, Maury, Maury, I'd just like to say

Metaphysics, religious scripture
Read

to rid himself of the one
Ring by hurling it inside the volcano
But on the way, a thought had struck his mind
The Egyptians had invented the ring
So he

stripes and get strikes 
(Yeah)
Good kid with a bad mind 
(Yeah)
Play with guns & get flatlines
(Beep)

You ain't never seen gang signs
(No)
You ain't never

Gotta be them happy thoughts now
My puppy dog’s sat by my side. Straighten that furrow brow out
Or you’ll drown and out brown boy
Keep your head down

nothing so me do it for the people them are Have nothing

Young black boy tryna make it out the hood hustling hustling to make money for some food
Young

did me dirty, we filled him with showers
Cut out the snakes, we could never allow it
I might not eat if it's regular food, but gimme a beat and it's

did me dirty, we filled him with showers
Cut out the snakes, we could never allow it
I might not eat if it's regular food, but gimme a beat and it's

decimal
If I give give you gift, na Prada
So tell them likkle boys, hush it up
Gimme one dance, make we manya oh
Hear what I’m saying, omo match my tone
Na

limping
Told his mom, her baby boy got enlisted (Uh-huh)
You can't show love to a bitch or you simping (Simp)
Piece by piece ima puzzle together all

skate
My plate full, I ain't ate
Yea we paid, like cascade
Mary Jane sit by the late
Slump nigga's a piece of cake
Ya'll Lil Keed and ya'll is snakes

boy you aint fooling me no they aint cool to me couple xans booted me
Drug is like food to me guess Im a phene with the lean in my hand poured it out

by them

This was the rise and the rise

Of the Reverend Bobby's Buskers

And boy that band could really play

They were unique, they had the beat

yo)
We go higher than the summit (Ah, ah)
Compatibility, girl you got it
What’s love at first sight
Some only love when thirst strikes
I see men finding

changed
Life is shorter, life is shorter than you think it is
This train, don't wait for no one strike when the chance is golden
See this right here is your

fetch with it (atta boy)
Cuddy, he ain't got an L's, in the 'Rex whippin'
Red sippin', how my cup look, you think I bled in it (ah)

.308s like

here is kind of rare
Actually it the timing accuracy of the snare
Time go by with memories so we can reflect
Time don't heal all wounds you still feel

better by days, not leaving I'm gonna stay
I'm going psycho like 100 I rage
Don't get me started, y'all better know the world will be mine
Just like my

Free

Freeway

Streetz Is Mine

2009

niggas killas leakin like Aunt Jemima
Fuck what ya man think that nigga gone but he ain't Free
Gimme the kees, why'all niggas is bitchin'
Package it up,

Thunder a roll and lightning a strike
Huh huh w'appen to some boy
Cali man a bun them boy agoh die
Anywhere we go you know we make marrow fly
And we nah

tattos
If a boy diss me
She a fly bat
Hmm
Ride off vroom
She a strike and move
Marlie like gal
Weh nuh fight and lose
If she my bitch
She dont fight with

So you messin with the kids
Know the flows so legit
And forget about the paper cause we broke as shit
Well, enough to get by 
Enough for some food

25 to Life [Blend]

Xzibit

Behind Bars

2000

the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
Fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown xzibit get down
By liftin' iron by the pound for the tough