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because they clueless
Just keep on slandering and time will
Tell what the real truth is
Now soon you'll get a chance to
Witness what that will do
A big Bill

Hard Ball

Killa Tay

Snake Eyes

2000

the cream soda and bourban, puttin in work like service
It ain't no get back punk, my mini spit back chunks
Won't be caught up in no scandal, we gon' handle

flight
Meeting my new girl European she just took the sight
Spending all the money all day till the pocket get tight

Staying up not sleeping I'm making

Get Some Crunk in Yo System

Pastor Troy

Twanked Out Down South

2004

ajar, the passenger too 
I'm ready to ride, so what's up boo? (yeah) 
Keepin' it real, 
Keepin' it trill 
Reppin' the ville,
I sho will 

Get some

Castle & Big Pun
Ya punishments begun
My split personality, split niggas for fun
The man in the mirror told me to pick a side
I got a different side

they won't admit that 
So I'm cool by my lonely 
And a tool right below me 
Everybody talking real 
But they all be acting phoney 
And i don't need

done made da news dis shit tragic
Dats lazy b, posted in da cut wit da two two three
Got young niggas dats goin hard, got a real shooter by da name

bandz real quick my checks a hit
Ghost Glock boom blow den it click
33 round mag I'm cleaning shit
I hit his mans instead of him
But bent the block

the tool click
Tool spit back
Impact is like a mule kick
P nice and funky fire
I will fuck you up
He Cipher Monkey Cipher
Medicated, dedicated bastard

weed that I'm rolling is real tight
Fuck up a check in Dior yeah I dress nice
Call me a demon the way that I take lives

Yeah I got demons, ain't talking

don't think, uh, there're very few in here that have had a real rosy life. And like I,"
Him soon!
"about the point that I agreed that uh basically that

unload on his twin
Headshot, caught by the red dot, smokin' bumba trees
All I smoke is real dead opps, big 50 on the way

He just doin' a lil' time, if you

What's life in the ghetto? Click
Clack sound of the metal
Time to meet your maker like
Geppetto, kids please settle
Cars smell lost in the woods
Like

send a click to get at ya
Just to show you boys, I don't bring the noise
I'm more like a silencer
Keep a real solid crew, right behind ya

Sometimes you

get my dreams custom made like Prada
Maybe one or two shows out up in Ghana
Knew it was coming but this shit took me by surprise
Boy don dey hustle

step)
Run up on an opp, click-clack, no face, no case, left him covered in tape (gang, gang, gang)
Niggas be trolls, always droppin' the rakes 'til they

head and run it)Iight

VERSE 1:
I woke up in a puddle of blood look like im finished
cuz blood jumpin out my mouth like kd off menace
And currby hollin

three with a L
The only thing that he ever see was penitentiary cell
Through all my niggaz pass, even Big Mello too
To Mafio to Screw Up Click, we gotta

a plumber if you need some pipe
I'm strapped up wit a mic, dildoing a dike
Twenty-three flows a get you served like a fucking spike 
Handling these bars

chalk out line
I'm the name that pop up
When you talk 'bout grime
I'm the name that pop up
When you talk 'bout shine
And the big black heavy metal

School

Apathy

It's the Bootleg, Muthafuckas! Vol. 1

2003

kid, named Jay.
That jeff calls gay, and beats up, doesn't look very normal today
So I give a little smile and he gives one back
Then he walks by

snatchin' snats up out the field
Indoor, outdoor, don't know, nigga, how to tattletale
Niggas be so broke, they couldn't tell you if your diamonds real

I'ma gangster, bitch, I thought you knew
Like every other nigga up in my crew
Big Ced, nigga, fresh out the fed
Why you call that shit blue when that