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sneakers
Ayy, I just shot cum on her feet
Ayy, I just shot cum on her feet
Ayy, I just shot cum on her feet

Two loaded guns, I got double the shells

(Yuh)
Will smith film, I just picked up 7 pounds
All the sinnin' I been doing
Ain't no way I'm heaven bound
Clock tickin' block spinnin' glock spittin'

Five CI, I'm on them blades like TI
Them niggas hate to measure
'cause they knee-high
Still slingin' that P-IE what I bring by
Need 50 cal, pretty Desert

Five CI, I'm on them blades like TI
Them niggas hate to measure
'cause they knee-high
Still slingin' that P-IE what I bring by
Need 50 cal, pretty Desert

what I'm toting

Margiela coat it's imported from France
All this money I do a rain dance
Just popped a perky I don't fuck with xans
Foreign bad bitch

Why We Thugs

Ice Cube

CT Experience

2006

niggas get tried, survivable, nobody liable,
I got caught by 5-0, grandmama came to court wit her bible,
But when the judge hit the gavel, too far from

Fresh out da clearport
Right back on that bullshit
Blew a bag there 
Came home & I'm still lit
Slapping all my licks over the head
I feel like Will Smith

than Jesus
Revelations 3:20, while I'm spittin' blasphemin'
Lyrics, pardon my schemin' I'm just consumed by the seven
Let the hate flow like Sith, ripped

than Jesus
Revelations 3:20, while I'm spittin' blasphemin'
Lyrics, pardon my schemin' I'm just consumed by the seven
Let the hate flow like Sith, ripped

forever lit

I can't count on you
I can't count on the memories we share
I can't count on anything baby it's no fair
It's love
It's like a drug
Once you

Ready To Meet Him

DMX

Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

1998

counts
And right here, right now, Lord this is your house
I thank you Lord for a dream that came true to light
And I ask you to bless everybody in this

you
Just remember me as a true
Don't count my bucks,
just count the lives that I've touched.
When it's me,
play this on your MP3.
Pray for my Family
,

MY DADDY CRY
HE WAS STANDING BY THE ROAD WAVIN' GOODBYE
AND HE SAID SON,

		ALL ROADS LEAD HOME
Chorus-I	THOUGH WE MAY BE MILES APART
		JUST FOLLOW

the one to put
the peaches in your pie
sugar in your tea
the twinkle in your eye

Let me be the one who comes
home to you each night
sit there by the fire

Guess I’m by myself
Bitches couldn’t find the help
Now Im turning violent fuck your bitch just like I’m wreck it Ralph
Put her on a shelf
Take her down

the time by, forgetting my life
I can't deal with all this waiting,
I need someone to come home to
Need it to be you
I can't deal with all this crazy myself

gone by now
I just wish you'd reach out
I just wake up and count
All the times I messed up
And I'm so drunk right now
Like like like when we first met

Count me in, Going hard till the end
I got the money in the bag, Its time to run it up again
When I wake up in the morning, Just know that I'm going in

gotta get rid of em, memories I think on the regular
Energy, I'm feeling so elegant
Diamond dreams they sponsored by Elliot
Give and receive, I will

by yo side if you ever fall?
Had to turn up my focus need adderall
Niggas turned they back on me ain't mad at all
I made every shot count when I had

than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got

Khalas

Ra

7 Days

2017

cousin caught a next shot
Out in yard, tryna line up a headshot
Flew back home tryna get it by the headlock
I was getting boxes, banging it in Z shots

Christmas
Surrounded by orange groves
Just off the 65; you could pass it and never know

Chorus
We’re going to Strathmore for Christmas
Where Dad and Mom call

Christmas
Surrounded by orange groves
Just off the 65; you could pass
It and never know


We're going to Strathmore for Christmas
Where Dad and Mom call home