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your body's talkin' to me
Ek bar to ye bata, what's your name, what's your name oh

What is your name, ain't playin' no games
Bar to ye bata
What is your

just want him on the ground

I wan' make him make no sound, I just want him not run round
Used to not turn up with me, but you tryna fuck with me now
No

paper I don't give a fuck about no hater

Me 'n my dawg we like Lilo and Stitch, me 'n my dawg we like Lilo and Stitch
Me 'n my dawg we like Lilo

wanna spend more time with Friends and Family
I wanna live the Life, that He Purposed for me

We're talkin' bout Life, Life, Life
We laugh and cry
We live

you if you actin dummy
I shoot by myself I dont got no goons
The boof has the hella strong fume
Made yo gang float like baloons
We on ABlock Got

ain't playin', I want a hunnid Ms
Ain't no Twitter cancel culture, could make me bring it in
If we talkin' cancel culture, dawg, that shit don't even

talkin', but we livin'
These Chanel, not Buscemi (no)
Aimin' for the bail, then they sent it (okay)
Niggas duckin' 12 like 11
57 more, where I sign?

dumbass broke, he in debt
Boy this shit ain't no joke, I admit
(You cling to yo last life by a thread)
Bitch I show no mercy
Bitch I show no- (Bitch I show

Victory [Multimedia Track]

The Notorious B.I.G.

Bad Boy's 10th Anniversary... The Hits [CD & DVD] [Explicit]

2004

levels above you baby
Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me baby
Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you nothin' but choked
And that jealousy is only gonna

I won't have it
Got a Khrome lil glock it's Magic
No niggas don't want no static
No games this shit can get real tragic
Why you got ya lil hoe by

I'm still wildin' out in my fitted cap
You can find me where da millions at
I ain't bout all dat talkin' all dat chit chat
I'm dressed in all red

bout his niggas if they really down to ride
And ian talking no homicides
If it's that they down to slide
We gone leave somebody traumatized
Demons in me

We finna swerve, no kizzy yeah
I came in with my twizzy
And all my diamonds drippy yeah
You run up on me ima hit 'em yeah
I call up the gang, we

Did you forget what I told you just the other day

There ain’t no playin' when you look this way uh

I won’t let all the other shit lead me astray

I bet not hear no talkin' in this bitch

They call me Mr. Pop My Shit, I get to poppin' in this bitch
Bitch, me and your crib look like we squattin'

lowest
Had to get them packs gone
Get me in that mode
I'm in this bitch, talkin' my ass off
Talkin' about SM ain't got no motion
Nigga just talkin' his ass

alive
How did I end up back by your side
Don't be using closure as your foot in the door
Don't you know, I'm trying to quit you
baby
Cause you get me high

been on this road with no one to guide me
That's why I took command, I live by me
Me, Swats, and Con in the whip just riding
Turn on the bangers now we

Or speak on any blocks we spin
Errthang I'm talkin facts I swear to god dis shit is not pretend
I done got crossed by da ones I love i'm thinking to myself

keep it 44 all they eyes on me
Fuck em niggas who be hatin on me
I've been on these roads chasin bag no sleep
Who that nigga runnin mouth on me pull that

I don't fuck with no one
I be on my own shit
And I been hearin' muhfuckas talk
But niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit
And I been thinkin' 'bout me
Now

Jesus He Knows Me

Genesis

We Can't Dance

1991

of a magazine
There's no question why I'm smilin'
You buy a piece of paradise
You buy a piece of me

I'll get you everything you wanted
I'll get you

Corporate Thuggin'

U.S.D.A.

Young Jeezy Presents U.S.D.A.: Cold Summer

2007

nigga don't make me relapse

Attitude like fuck it, they hatin' anyway
And I can give a fuck what a nigga gotta say
You still talkin' blow? You goddamn

Pontiac
And that shit was god damn sittin’ outside
He had it posted up like that mother fucker was hard
That nigga ain’t hard, that no hand ass nigga who he