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out here winnin', brought my dogs from out the reservoir (hoo)
And I'ma let 'em bark, before you ready, my set will start
We forgot our roots before
text me, "Come over, let's play your discography"
She in disbelief just from my 2020's run
I'm the inspiration, I ain't gotta look for none
This one
that you desire
Go to a world that is run by the friars
Go to a world that is sung by the choirs
We can get high, I brought a lighter
My futures bright
on the gang, boy
Look like Aladdin where I stay
Niggas wanna play
He a target
Catch me on the carpet
New bitch bad she a barbie
Life of the party
So dope that
Black reppin' from back in the day
X files and you know the storm
Homies loc now it's on so you've been warned
Dru Ha where you at? Yeah yeah
O.G.
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
never bow my knee
And I'll die if I don't get me love anachie
Jeannie was married and from church she was brought home
And when she and her maidens so
who don't know what they jumped in
If the doctor came through once, he'll come through again
And when look and he ask me where everybody is
They
at me
And they don't care about us so I look after my family
When the cops killed Tommy Le that was a tragedy so look after me
Mindin' my own business cuz
other
Give me black and white and wrap it up in technicolor
Peace and patience making way for when the choirs sing and
When I die please give me comfort
would throw em
Out like three strikes, so tight he claim to be
While laughin' in my face this nigga was framin' me
I guess he didn't see KD and Greg
nigga Man on Fire
Got a couple bad (Hoes) couple grams from my supplier
Couple fans,nigga hand to the choir (Real shit)
When its down to the wire
Im like
combat, there ain't no comeback
You're tryin to get with me but you don't know where I'm at
Cause in this world there's no bombs or guns
Just
Rule is where I rule 'em
He Allah, God Islam, now act
But let me slow down 'cause Eighty-Fives can't get with that
It's Haji, helpful to another God
the backseat
50 round up in the trunk
She make it jump like a pogo
Jump from the free throw, I look like the logo
Dickriding niggas be asking for promo
He really
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the god go in his Murcielago
From working
you were in debt, and you owed me my bread
I was lead to leave your bodies red and dead
Shed the blood from my arm, ring the alarm of harm
Bring
Every step of meh life oh lord
You been good to meh
Father yuh brought me from a mighty long way
Now I want to lift up my hands and say LORD LORD
Oh
and[01:10.69]Drink my blood you can have no part in me[01:14.12]Wait what did he just say[01:17.54]This is some real hard teaching[01:19.73]Like Jesus you're cool
thoughts, terabyte
Can't sanitize
When I die look after my
Plans for mass genocide
Without an alibi, that is my enterprise
Memorized to Z from Y
The very end
through songs and shit
On me, that's on me
Raise up, nigga, you are not the homie
Bitch I'm well-connected from my section down to Long Beach
Fumblin'
and let the king explore
Describe me, the kid's nice and he holds swords
And his name, black attack's the nerve like migraines
With more gains than
of crime
And He told me
When I'm caught up in a maze I'm fine
His lights show me the way out I'm fine
So many try to impress, best dressed
Look good, look
the hair falling down
He blows it with a blowdryer and says, "There, now it's done"
I look in the mirror and see he's given me Princess Leia's bun
"This
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