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of duckin' one time
I told my nigga give me a price, he said love
They gon' be gone by the night like they Suge

We need a bride for this Glock 'cause we

want more than a taste

Electric, kid magnetic
Stayed intrepid through depression
Been to hell and back
Can never crack
Had no direction

Hanging on by

It Is What It Is

Tony Yayo

Thoughts of a Predicate Felon

2005

is what it is
Nigga that's how it is, it is what it is (here we go!)

I'm Crip'n, heaven gates open meet your maker
My pistol get it poppin like

She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in

tryna act like I ain't hear ya fam 
I was raised a lil bit different fam
I was 15 stealing pistols fam 
Plus I'm traumatized by the issue fam
Nigga In

[Lil' Wyte]
...ah yeah Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the REMIX!! - and its goin' down for you

Remix,
We gotta lotta money,
Come on we didn't have to hurt em' like
Dis 50, well anyway, g-unit!

I got money in the bank (yea)
Shawty what

reminder
Escape the drama in 05' by tape rewinding
Old cassettes in my Daddy's dresser that was my first assignment
Playing "The Chronic" while the chronic

toast
By fate
Rugga chose the name
Now Im da man at da dice game
Who tryna get struck
I always play the lightning
Casino got a shot
Such a sight man
When

damn leak it came from my outfit
Pistol all black it match my outfit
Call me david beckham by the way i kick shit
I don't fuck with these niggas i know

in self made labyrinths

Thirteen hours to escape
David Bowie 86
Guns N Roses 87
Got an Appetite for Slim

Eminem has been my hero ever since

Lemme start off by sayin you a fuck boy wanna be
Claimin I ain’t flexing I ain’t got a fuckin Rollie
That might be true but my glasses are Versace

To resign that design while you  recline
I dont like violence too much  
Laid back individual 
I like using hands instead of pistols 
Bitch made  fraud nigga

Logic 
Eminem, Token, NF
People keep calling your name 
Don't be so proud of yourself
You give regard to your bars
No one will listen to this
I'm not just

found, down the street, death by a pistol.

The lights are low and the robbers coming.
The wrong place at the wrong time, 
Called the neighbors, but

and called me store brand bought
But I was thankful everything I got
I was pistol whipped but Now I finally got my shot
I was molested for five years by

me at SFO with a duffle and a truffle
When it comes to that queso like my pesos by the bundle
Drop heat in the winter time then lay low all summer

Verse 1:
(Xylonite)
It's Unision wit the remix
We finnah fuck wit y'all
My Bro and 'cause RNS already dealt wit ch'all
Now it's our turn nigga
Bout

Verse 1:
(Xylonite)
It's Unision wit the remix
We finnah fuck wit y'all
My Bro and 'cause RNS already dealt wit ch'all
Now it's our turn nigga
Bout

Legs sprain in a ditch

I know that you're fake
I know that you're not okay
I know you want me by your side
I already told you to rest in peace
I have

Just crusin
Remix playin we're not loosing
Yes yes ya'll get to movin'
Skip the intro get to grovin'
We all winnin' why you loosin'?
It's all good you

it?
I know you foolish, bring your crew too, we'll get into it
Ay come over here
Fuck all you dirty grimy niggas
Bring your gun ill pistol whip you with

Nemo
Got a succubus with me she known to snatch mad souls
Aint no hoe when I drive bitch I ride by the g code
I ran me some bands now pockets on cee low

Plus he beefin with my mama really wanna meet his face
With a bullet from a pistol but my brother couldn’t take
Losing me and his father picture me