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no stoppin' the rhythm, if she's hot then I dig em, Split em, leave a set of twins in her system it's simple, I seen her fall over dimples, she let me
town visits All the time we spent together Makes it hard to get you outta my system And you know what you do to me, do to me You don't even understand,
One, two, three, four A-S-P Everybodies got to function in the machine Turning those cogs and pumping up the energy Everybodies got to live
fucking in class Percs and Mercs take one for the ride Get high with The Kid issa whole different mood P-Pa-Pablo what did you do? Yeah We gettin' started
the judge to pass my cup (ayy) Ran up 20 million, told the Devil, "Keep the luck" (luck) Keep that, keep that hoe (uh-uh) R.I.P. Pop, keep the smoke (ayy,
what your momma created until it hurt ya Daddy came to freak it down and work ya what time is it? P to the B to the P to the A Lay my game down precise
[Featuring Malika] Chorus: Malika, P.S. All I want to do is spend some time with you. And all I want to do is bump 'n grind with you.
a ten Další bude ještě víc sick Občas jsem z toho sick Jestli systém chce ukrást sick A z nácků co by chtěli znovu řvát sick Speciálně pro ně musím bejt
to speeding in a car chase Dollars run the world n**** second to p***y I'm putting the p***y second p***y n**** come and push me Cops wanna see a n**** like
Oooh the city waiting on me, Why these niggas hating on me Actin like it something but it's nothing when I'm standing on it Everybody wanna be a P
Fourth quarter like kobe r.i.p rest of you blow me Bitch make room like where my trophy Cain't curl up no roly poly Usain Bolt sprint to the lead
High Step Outside and Breathe LOVE IS FREE, D - E to the P - H - R double E Never F*** on Sunday thats the sabbath Find me in the Church dropping
turnt to the Max I just keep it P I can't speak on no wax Ts ain't gone stop give a f*ck who you ask If you want a feature then I need a rack I throw
I'm a pi, mp mb, obviously You can't handle my biology Naturally i'm about be ON T O, P, bare witness to my SK I double L flow super supit got
Grind every fuckin' day until them pockets swole up R.I.P. to Ransom, think it's time to pour up Anytime we hit the scene, everybody go nuts Damn, times
this way of livin' and our youth are stuck To be safe, it's safe to say the justice system's f***** up If you doin' 25 to life, stay up homie I got your
pain When her son drops Black male slipping in hail When will we prevail Fearing jail but crack sales Got me living well And the system's suicidal with
Neighborhood quickster Raised in a system, gang affiliated America, take a look at what you created Started in a section, grew like an erection,
he did) R.I.P my nigga though I wish I could remember you R.I.P Curtis (Yeah) R.I.P Wayne (Yeah) R.I.P Earl I'd never let them steal y'all fame (Nah)
I love you Look I’m Black And they kill us out of fear, the system tends to let ‘em When my people get kill by black, white, red, green Blue every
system Boutta f s up All night Stop acting like You're the victim When you know You crossed the line Pop that p For a real n Ain't got time to chill
P.M.C. Ja bitch nenn mit PMC Bei mir wird Loyalty groß geschrieben wie Grafity Mir ist Geld so scheiß egal ich will nur rappen Fick die Wichser die
stayed in the system Project memories Stuck in the trenches it's hard to breathe The streets it's soo hard to leave Death and killing is all we seen Yea
Youngworld fresh out the bing Now back in the building Going hard killing this thing Do more than just feel this Im here like a stereo system Built
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