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you're digging a grave ,
Put you six feet with a spade, 
Your mama will get laid by a dog,
Now she getting rinsed in the church,
My homies jump in for

these sins and hoes with my friends and foes it’ll shock you boy
Knowing all this shit I know but my hands don’t fold less it’s counting money
These

Carolina, that's my home
Mad love to my NC Peeps
Yeah the fellaz my G's
14U2NV

My mind state fly above the cloud
My spirit so strong
But stress wanna bring

being a man
Since a young in
Yeah
Getting money

Nah, i be fucking munchers, honey
It's kind of funny how his wife a snow bunny
Good pussy
It's kind

sitting in silence my mind in 3D my sanity out of luck
I'm tryna get back to that place they call peace
But that is a person his name is Jesus
I can't even

who’s kind of hard to read
But right now I’m wearing my heart on my sleeve

‘Cause I’m more than a little in love with you
So don’t mind me if I’m crowing

In whatever weather I'm going to get my money get my cheddar
It's that kind of venture where I go to step and get the shredder
With that body catcher

What is love without violence
Not the kind you'd ever see
The killing beneath the silence
Murder of the last degree
And when the angels blow their

Trust
Loyalty
(Yeah)
Love
Respect
Honor
(Ahhhhhhhh)
Loyalty, a get you put in a Hearst
Love, get you hated
Trust, get you merked
Man in the mirror,

I'm transcending
What a joke, I just kinda laid there and died
Controlled by something that never
Wanted me alive

I'm ghost my love, the host
I'm ghost

the badge and the color of my skin I'm Mike Lowrey
Diamonds cut like pure cocaine they ain't nothing on me cloudy
Love me now but then they ain't so it's fuck

Rappers' Ball

E-40

Things'll Never Change [US]

1997

drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy

Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall

Rappers' Ball

E-40

Hip Hop Coast 2 Coast

1998

drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy

Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall

And You kno that lil nîgga ain’t runnin up
Tell em go get a bag get his money up
Ima fendi and pradi designer my lady up
We been ballin like tracy mcgrady

Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog 
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog

[Krayzie:]
I've been tryin ta gather my

buying crack
Yeah that's facts
And by listening this far, you added at least one dollar so hardy-har
Click off, I don't care
The money's in my bank account

Charley, My Boy

The Andrews Sisters

The Andrews Sisters: Their Greatest Hits and Finest Performances

1996

And everything in the dim light 
She has a way of putting him right.

Charley by boy, oh Charley my boy 
You thrill me, you kill me with shiver of joy
You've

rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby

crazy he shoot from the back
Shoot at his face so it’s really no cap
I like my blues like I’m crip like a stack
Bet if he trip they going to blow out his

a flock of animals like Little Bo Peep
By becoming a best selling author I can eat
My third book still isn't published for the love of Pete
Science fiction

Now I am who I am and I love me to death but sometimes I just kill me
And my girl is my girl and I could love her to pieces but I would never let her

Cassidy 
Man tell these niggas what my name is! 
Cassidy 

Chea 
Cassidy 

I'm a gangsta you can tell by my verses I am. 
Let me explain what kind of person

tell by my verses I am.
Let me explain what kind of person I am.
When I was young they called me a BeBe kid,
I was worser than them.
I was wild

As superiority to avoid embarrassment
Hate manifested as irritability, which was a cold cancer quietly killing me

Had to surrender my will, learn how to love