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that I landed, it's time for a lesson

This the beginning, already, you niggas are missing
I'm aiming for all of y'all, cause some of y'all pretendin

lanes, my P.O.V.
It doesn't matter how you really see me
Cause this world still turns, and you can't tell
It shouldn't hurt you, when I get out of my hell

I Don't Even Trip

Totally Insane

Direct from the Backstreet

at ravens wood man them was the old days 
Doing assemblies and talent shows in P. A 
I remember coming up with the K.O.D 
The kings of death man we was bout

And C-O-P-Even do want you dead it's hard to cope, man
I swear, and I ain't been the same since Kobe died
When his helicopter crash I swear my heart cried
I

with sticks, we share em like Chick-O's
They like, "Damn Dave, you popping up with cash"
I tell em I'm going up like a GTA cheat code
Had a good girl,

propane, That's why the flow fire
Get SHH to come hit you, but broski got priors
Im rolling up antidote
Man I swear these aint raps, These hoes anecdotes

damn sure can't put out the flame 
Man this is for my sunny my son son 
You stop learning by the day ain't no fearing you at night 
You can't keep up

low P.O.T sick wit tha flow you know you BITCH on the low huh check me out 
Been a dog to these women a cash hound
BITCH in ya blood that SHIT passed

continue fucking bitches on your side
D R A C O on a opp in real time
Got 'em bullets that adjust to your postion, you can't hide
Fucking on her thot and say

janky
The streets talking, we them niggas that you heard about
Nigga once your name up in them statements you can't blur it out
Like damn why brodie

O P I Z Y early morning wake up
Get your cake up turn into a paper tracer
And of course the dream chaser
Hit up Alvo tell him nigga set the mic up

but don't push me nigga, I'm still With it
Buddy died behind this shit, that's why I thank God that I'm still spittin
Backyard hopping fences, all

ain no police cop
Them niggas stealin all the cars by my og spot
Nigga i aint franklin dog but best believe you know we chopped
My unkie off them pills

tapped
Cause you know a young nigga spitting that crack
I smoke that gas by the ounce
If I throw that cash then the ass better bounce
If you talkin' money,

me up
Ayo Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put an O before my Y
(Even my abuela know that)
Yeah

City full of hate, nobody could love
Opps tryna

Drunk in your V.I.P. section
(Rollin' up on the side in your GS, homie you don't know me)
The Rolly on the arm cost forty
A baby loc Goldy, mackin'

though
O n l y  g r a s p e d 
W h e n   f  e  l  t.

from the lie I lit.
All buds, no sticks, no love for seeds.
These niggas cop O.Z’s, I’m copping half of P’s.
I’m rolling backwood leaves, real good weed.

Dope Game

South Park Mexican

SPM: The Purity Album

2000

course
The valet the white Porsche with the bulletproof doors

[Chorus x2]

It's the L-O-S see-O-why
Pack the pistola, oh me oh my
My nina shine like

Puszczam forsę, liże wódę, wciągam to więc
Muszę rzucić to gówno, ale dalej to robię
Gdybym powiedział o tym
Wszystkim mojej alergolog
Pewnie dawno by mi

Lost

Cali Life Style

Mexican Invasion

1996

what the hell we gonna do Santa Maria S.M.V.P scooped up jay bird ray ray and the C.U.Z I got my cuzzin buzzen in the back chronic smoke hot box full

Big Up

Defari

The Next Chapter: Strictly Underground

1995

they're complex 
I'll tie a duck MC up and pour acid down his lyranex 
Chased by Him because his was his beginning 
Federal Bureau couldn't even figure

i'm going to sleep,

.I ain't shit but i'm piss tho, posse clique,
P i double s o w hockey stick,
HOCKEY masks, hella hockey equipment, leave yo body

Bitches ain't worth it and I'll say it twice
Me we fuck your agenda
We building pyramids you jenga
Nephew's amused by views and like
Could be bad news dude