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y’all gotta know that that’s fake 
I been at the lowest, I ain’t tryna go to that place 
The drinking and the smoking 
The hoes that I was poking  
Energy

handed

Babied
While u at it need a paci?
Cryin for ya momma
Cause you can’t find whos ya daddy

( But
I’ve been Thinking
I’ve been Smoking
I’ve been

having that much cash for a dead person

Broken rosé pedals, smoking on some on old devils
More levels, you aint sliding by when i can throw metals

cnd im

Ya don't know who I am
Who you
Let me introduce myself
I'm King Nino
Nino Brizzy Brown
New York
Manhattan
Lower East Side
Killer Hill
Rutgers

Versace Medusa my jacket no Letterman
I'm drinking on lean by the liter
You drink margaritas and sip on tequila
I call up the plug for the acti in
Spain I'm

Creeping at night ready to
Take your fucking life roll the dice
Never think twice
Killing these bitches will always suffice
1-8-7, drinking red rum

That we used to do
That's why I find comfort in
Smoking weed in your room
I hope you don't feel all alone
Cuz' I'ma be with you soon bro
I miss you too

Dropping this shit
Counting my bars while smoking a spliff
Down with my shit, you as down as a bitch
If the diamonds and gold chains don't make you

Im just drinking What you thinking
Exotic clouds til the bag gone
Pop another bag Pop another bottle
We pour it by the pint
Pouring up that slow-mo

Note: This song is inspired by real Doc quotes. Every single fucking line was spoken, I shit you not. Viewer discretion is advised. 

Jerry: “King

Verse 1:
I'mma cock my shit and leave ya brain smoking 
I'm on this constant grind for currency 
When I'm in pain who can I run to 
My circle small

to deal with 
Old school, Steven Seagal hard to kill shit
Let the bullets hit me, I’ll leak the realness
Infatuated by shit that’ll get ya killed quick

might be reapers thats around me
Sunny by the day but at night we make it cloudy
Drinking for some days but today i feel some loudy
When that  NorFside

everything you dreamed up
I can tell you little niggas hate it
Drinking henny out the flask nigga
Hit ya block you get trashed nigga
Hit ya block with that

Look at me wrong n youll get robbed for ya hoody hat and trainers
Drinking iawaska brew its nuffin new
When I swing shetty youll be split in two and that

Get Up

Crucial Conflict

The Final Tic

1996

to the right man
Making the tightest song
Gone again, drinking on gin
Smoking on hay getting in my zone
Riding slick been on the block a bit
Put on the good old

did my wrongs but I could be your Mr. Right (right)

It ain’t the end of the world or the end of ya life

I just wanna see you smile by the end

Trademark Da Skydiver
Smoking that gas, counting them bags
Nigga, we do this shit erryday
Poppin them tags, we fresh on ya ass
Yeah we be drippin

to mama
Yeah, you stand next to mama
I put holes in ya mama
You’ll die by her, you was close to your mama
Niggas sleeping on war in ya smoking pajamas
Not

ya
Dori dori wo wo wo
You know you know you know
You know this things
Aya ya ya ya ya ya
Le le le le le le le le le le le

I go by the name hype man

think my matrix got glitches
Cus I see through the bull shit
I see right through ya lies
I can tell you a fake nigga
By yo disguise
By yo disguise you can

Ya Mama

The Pharcyde

Beats & Rhymes: Hip-Hop of the 90's, Vol. 3

1997

seen her in the back of Taco Bell with handcuffs
The sad fact (what?) ya mama smokes crack (What?)
She got a burning yearning and there's no turning

Ya Mama

The Pharcyde

Bizarre Ride II the Pharcyde

1992

seen her in the back of Taco Bell with handcuffs
The sad fact (what?) ya mama smokes crack (What?)
She got a burning yearning and there's no turning

money, we eating and drinking, and smoking it all (I do it)
Like bitch I'm the plug, give me the work and I'm getting off (Yurrrr)
We making a movie,