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remember my afternoons in the streets
Money game football so we could purchase some treats
Dirty clothes when I get back home, take a lil' bath 'cause momma

and Bert[00:18.59]Skirt off in an amber alert, in an all black t-shirt[00:21.63]Readin' like a book, but no excerpt Now I'm here at the outskirts, waitin'

and test her
Don't act like I'm lacking, no I'm never lacking
You know I'm always packing, bomb you like Iraq, yeah
Oh for sure, got amiri's on
And blood

My new bitch she bad, and I just flew out to LA
You can tell that she love me just by the look right on her face
Bitch you know I'm getting cake
I

ain't got no legs
I'ma keep makin' your bitch suck dick, I'm stuffin' her head

Oh shit, you're stuffin' her head
Beat a bitch down all night, I'm

know some niggas, and I fucked they bitches way back in the day
Yeah, I know some niggas, but I'm by myself in the back of the Wraith
Oh, I meant

To be real to be for real
I'm alot of things and not alot of things
I'm not where I want to be
And that is real
Finished college learned a lil

fuck that nigga
Oh my days, what am I feeding my pockets huh? They getting bigger
Be back home by 2AM I'm still outside and sippin' on liquor
Shawty said

(Thank you for using GTL)

If I ever was to get rich, you would be by my side
You would be my Bonnie, baby, I would be your Clyde
We can
We can

I Was Made to Love Her

Freddie McCoy

Beans and Greens

1967

bit me
I had the fever with each passing year
Oh, even if the mountain tumbles
If this whole world crumbles
By her side I'll still be standing there

a beam, we go up with the metal
Killin' run in my genes, see
My uncle a steppa i be rockin' Supreme with
The Burberry letters
My lil cousin's thirteen but

[girl]
Yeah right, i ain't no motha fucking hoe
My home girl a hoe
Shit nigga, i got my own shit
And i'm tryin to get up on your mind nigga but shit.

Way 2 Many Chickz

New Boyz

Skinny Jeanz and a Mic

2009

that too
Oh for real, yup
Aiight
Yo let me tell you a story
Aiight bruh, for sure
(I got way too many chicks)
Check it out bruh
(I got way too

Let It Bang

The X-ecutioners

Built From Scratch

2002

And a nigga first love is a drug
We all fascinated by thug activity, street life liberty
Whole ghetto remedy, toss 'em a slug

It's the untameable, nonflammable

Get Fucked Up With Me

Xzibit

The Wash

2001

three's company

Ask me what is success

Nigga, success is when your no mean no and your yes means yes

And you can stand by your word 'cause your word is

on these lonely late nights, I'm gon' call you (call you, call you, call you, yeah)

Ayy, so stay by the phone
And never leave me 'lone
Tryna find a way

Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
There you go
Ayy, everyday I ask somebody how they feelin
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody askin' me how I feel, though
Bitch,

"Oh No"
I'm steady stacking' the X and O's, in love with my gang they cannot fold
If you mess up we gon step with the gang, lil baby to fine like what

don't play games on no X Box
This is do or die used
To shoot for first ball
Now we shoot to catch a shawty
Robber or a new job
They cracking like I'm

that there Walkman huh?
(The new "Gas Face" rewrote'd by KMD
It's kind of funky with a lot of bass)
Yeah but I bet you wonder where
They got the bass

1- I NEED A LIL' WHITE LIE (Music by Tony Hernando, Lyrics by Kent Hilli)

She told me to listen close with a smile
I know she's been playing my mind

a nigga
'Member when they ain't notice a nigga
Now I'm on my back I'm exposing these niggas
Sipping wocky don't pass me no liquor
New opp died, yeah I'm

Had to tap in wit my soul
Never lose sight of my goals
(No, no)
Yes, I get paper
You need motivation
I waited and waited
I'm destined to make it
Stay

til i'm at they door like porch lights,
.i don't even grab the jewelry, robbery be like be

BOOZE to me, no ice,, i just want your eyes
GLUED to me,