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clown
OK, bet little bitch
Let me talk my shit real quick, little nigga
Fuck Payton
And fuck Rochelle
And fuck her pussy-ass nigga, too
I don't care about

combined with Neegan, supported by Luciel, 
That’s all that Ian needs for when they talk that shit to me. 
It let’s me bring them to their knees without

Too Much Room

Gerald Levert

G-Spot

2002

can feel me shake it
Yeah, yeah, come on babe
Baby, but you can handle it, it's scandalous

There's too much room up in here
Put your hand a little

tight let me re-adjust 
Another brother dead by the gun man I seen enough
What you dirty in the street you should clean it up 
Ain't nobody out here in

the aids and only now you wanna talk
Your girl get f##k by me cousin Nytus
In the back of Burger King boy in a rubbish truck
You sell your Lucian accent

in oh well I'll be keepin to myself if you feel the same way 
Maybe we can kick it for a little while
Talk until the nights done

Its like some people

travel by the night
Mighty god will show you light Anything you need in life
Just begin to give to people
No matter how you feel is little
Water never fill

a little hell
Lend me your ear - Got a story to tell
Not your average kid - Known it all along
Born of man - Raised by Rock & Roll

hanging with the shooters
If I got a job, they going to do it
There ain't no talk it out we might just
End your life a little soon
Yo family going to get

Butterfly Kisses

Bob Carlisle

Shades of Grace

1996

There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She

my circle small, to a dot
Don't follow protocols, a juggernaut
You need to reinstall, new train of thoughts
Don't get fazed by all their talks, cause

to make me
The fool in the yard
That's when we'll talk
Guess what?
I think I'm better off alone
Down by the harbor there's a little tent
And a noose

wanna take my word
Well, take my word then
Wanna go on a little journey with me
Yeah
It might be a burden
It's a little wild
But I might have you back by

a bitch I'ma shit on
Big bag talk, make that little money get gone
I love cash, I be in the back
Tryna get it on
I'm gettin' money, I ain't even mad atcha'

UP

EarthGang

UP

world now, I make the rules
I say who lives, I say who die, I push the button
I save the kids, delete your crew
Call me John Q, call me Olu

Bitches

had it, that's why I'm bold
Fuck the highs, I thrive off them lows
Get a little money and I
Really got the flavor
Motherfucker wanna talk like we
Finna

of that bitch, told her
"Giddy up" like that ho
Fresh out the stable

Baby wanna read me like syllabus (Read)
She gon' talk on that dick
With a little lisp

a toothpick
Success on my mind, like the wax on a cue tip
Talk like you know me, new phone, who dis?

(Hello?)

All I do is dream, think, achieve
Imagining

Who helped me get better
And that talk is trill
Like deep is the water that runs still
Yea

And I ain't mean
To sound too emo
But I have to
Thank you
Fa

Written By: Darryl Hop Hill Jr.

[CHORUS]
It's gone be  much more than that.
(Much more Than that)
Coming for my niggas,
Know we clapping back.
 (We

Mo, I'll take ‘em home and let ‘em go, or maybe I should let him go. I could just take his friend John Doe or was that Mike who bought me Mo'." Everbody

brother, you threw me in the Mud brother, but it's bool
I gotta play it smooth
Heard that nigga he got popped, he wasn't playin' By the rules

Follow through

Might just tell a little lie and hope that no one takes the bait
Time for confessions, for lessons for truth
Yeah I like to live my life by this missions

pass by
I'm just living my life and I'm feeling alright

They made me the DD because I stay sober
I'm pretty blunt but I'm no smoker
Always taking pics