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out

Some of you with me talkin 
Some of you with me hatin
It hurts so much to say but
Some of you with me tellin
Some of you with me learning
Some

to ya face

Yeen gone shoot you spark on occasions
So much gas Big Kay look Asian
Yk you the shit when a bitch don’t phase ya
And if its an issue I won’t

gonna pop
Four or five shots yeah, his body, gonna drop
Just like 2K yeah, his ass gonna flop
I ain't talkin'  somebody go get the mop

Yeah, spilled too

The past is done haunting me now
I don't give a fuck i don't give a fuck

Hey, they don't even know nothin
When they was talkin shit but
Wasn't even know

The past is done haunting me now
I don't give a fuck i don't give a fuck

Hey, they don't even know nothin
When they was talkin shit but
Wasn't even know

a day
And take a morning jog
Passing by where Kim K stay
Or maybe drown in some Bel-air
While watching strippers do Ballet
Atleast they bending over

love[00:51.91]My soul is forever stowed away[00:53.54]But I'ma move on Cause now we doin' some major shit[00:56.46]Got too much money to beef with

was designed for this, put too much time in this
See I don't know nothing else, my ignorance is bliss
Please listen to this
Love it or hate it, debate

Duster
Heat seeker, thermal, catch you at night
I'm nocturnal I don't do too much talkin', this Beef nonverbal
I'm UrHighness

I collect

out the car and f-f-f-f hopefully you can see what I'm saying
Ain't gon' say too much, they love to talk, I don't really make no fuss
I ain't gon' make

of sand
Old time, had to rap right on my finger
I ain't even know you was a fan
Shawty backin' out, too much Xans
Block, I had to cool my fans
I see

the Durk
You just like dirt
I'm talkin' too bad, but still got a smirk
I remember them days, my chest would hurt
I ain't havin' no pain, what the fuck do

Yeah
RO$E
2K
The sun goes down
The moon wakes up
Who’s calling my phone
I don’t know that much
Lay down, wake up
Repeat, stay tucked
They show fake

extorted
All our plugs in the drawer (Course)
Closed casket gang, we up by three
Check the count (On gang)
Ion going out like 9locknine
I ain't shooting up

Speakin' of Compton, it's makin' me sick [why?]
Everybody'z talkin' that crazy shit
Sayin' they were raised in the CPT [aha]
Just as I was, they try to be

the jungle
Nigga too small to be cocky (lil' nigga)
And, I'm too big to be humble

Yeah, I was okay, rich sellin' thunder
Too much, can't tuck it I'm

this angel too far
But the drops boundless wit demons
I wont face look at my face yo it was stained wit fear seen jason
Relived the scenes of street

Ain't Sayin' Nothin' [Remix]

Fat Joe

Lil Wayne & Friends, Vol. 4

2008

had too much of that corny yack
So watch where ya goin
And know where you at
Cause me and my goonz don't know you like that
Never been a sucka

discussin' it
Talkin' too much, know you bluffin' jhit
She don't know me by my government
Niggas want to know why I act different
Why the fuck I brag different

like it's 2k on my beam (No seam)
No full whites up on my screen, make you lean
Ain't talkin' double cup of purple that'll turn you to a fiend (Turn you

not Tock

What's with all the talkin
You don't know me
Mama always taught me
How to stay in my lane
Tho the world gets ugly
You can't hold me
From

bitches catch me, we goin' to the feds
Mixin' Christian Dior with some shit
I don't even much know how to say it
Bitch crazy as hell talkin' 'bout she

Even though I hear people talkin'
That's alright, ain't no-one gonna get me down tonight

My friends all tell me that I care too much
But honestly I'm

said)
When I hit the town I make shit jump, so cut the music
Can't no bitch make me hot, ion do much I be coolin' (Don't do too much)
I stay on a bitch's