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to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
Dont come for what's on my plate
There's no mistake
Your taking risk
Somebody tell em I'm on way
Beats on speaks
Got smokes on riz
In the dark
All I
shinning from this ice on me
Walking through the club I see them eyes on me
Shawty come through and get high with me
I can change your life
I can change your
to my brother, may his soul rest
retaliation is a must fool (huh)
some niggas don't play by no fucking rules
in this game get so deep so we gotta ride
The Blunt show
More Smoke
My eyes close
I fly low
Kush in my lungs
Everywhere I go
The Blunt show
More Smoke
My eyes close
I fly low
Kush
he's breathing smoke
No police (please)
Don't clap back
Eyes black
It's a trap
Feed em' trash
Make em' fast
Get that cash back
Keep em high
Keep em high
wrong
I bet by now you'll be moving on
Smoke bombs and vanishing acts
tension left begging while we pick up the slack
sell your soul to keep yourself in
of the town, thinking you know everything 'bout
A nigga 'cause them bitches talk loud in them beauty shop
Gossip before your man came get ya
Youtube clips
bands
Ima get more numm
I ain't got no cares
I ain't got no friends
Ima get more bands, bands numm
Ass will keep titanic a float
Drown in a river or by
Walking in the rain
Might go outta state
Looking for my place
Chilling on your couch yeah sippin' on my drank
Bout to roll a 'O
If you wanna smoke just let
lit? (Lit)
If she get between, get your bitch hit
Lately, it feel like everybody keep dyin'
wanna see pain? Take a look in my eyes
I'm tied in
flattered by appeals
I look you to the pupils
Is you a shark or a dolphin
Do you smoke weed or eat a muffin
Do you test waters or you dive in
Do you read
There's only two cigarettes that matter
The first one and the last one you smoke
The kind of smoke that gets in your eyes
The kind of smoke that
of noise
That's jocked, by your homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around
I was lost but was found, now I gets down
From
prohibit the corny forms
(And we're in, your neighborhood) on the norms
Capture, was to, whack ya
Manu-facture, you can even ask Anita about the,
*featuring Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony Growing up, living in a panic zone Spitting wicket shit on the microphone Smoke that shit, your brains be blown You
see is the T.R.I.B.E.
You have a teardrop tacked to your eye
25 to life, so you better get with it
You ask who did it, the Ganxta are?dd did it
[
some smoke all we know is slide,
my brothers they demons look em’ in they eyes
you ain’t Double ooak you ain’t one of the guys,
Im like who? where? tell
By the checks that fill our nest
Always need whatever's best
Put some jewelry on your neck
Maybe that will get respect
We don't know a fuckin thang
the letter V
You said it hurt your heart when I left just like surgery
I'm steady chasing a bag I'm just in that mode
I told yo ass before I'm never gone fold
Yew look like a goddess
I luh the way yew winding
Yew don't got no guy that's tryna give yew guidance
Looking in your eyes
Them niggas do yew
Yellow eyes, Cocaine blues
Chain smoke cigarettes together
Unlike you it brings me pleasure
I wasn't blind
See the way you fuck his eyes
I caught
soon as i get there i find Afeni urgin' me
think i missed my baby, don't leave after surgery
so i'm lookin in her eyes while they walkin me through
tell you no lie , somebody might have to *** if I let it fly
You can tell by the look in my eye that I ain't the one you should play wit so why would
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