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for the way they treatin' Kap
First they propped him up, just to pimp him out, now they stab him in the back
Tell me why it's like that, mad cuz he

ask where I been
And it ain't a trick question
And bitch I ain't dumb, but I ain't give an answer
I'm building this shit, brick by brick
I ain't

Tell a bitch man I'm really that guy
You a baddie won't even deny
Only thing that I need me right now
Grrah
I be smoking that ou-nahnahnah
She a baddie

tell
That hoe to pause and skrrt off
You broke, don't want no issues
My pistol come with some tissues
These perkies don't make me miss you
You thuggin'

in da house check it out
(2x)

When I lay upon my bed reminisce then I wish
that I got you by my side with the cherry red kiss
hit me off make it soft

closer, let me take you out
Yo personality is beautiful that shit is crucial
I might be a simp for you, show you gratitude, that's how a real nigga do it

the engine running
See me eating my enemy, bumping “How we Coming” Remix 
No seamstress, we got it sewed up
Everyone I ask got a hole in their butt
You say you

Put the work in the dirt, dig it up by the winter
Got brown on fine china like I'm serving dinner
Sippin' high tech almost fucked up my liver
Watch me

living on the edge
I send a bitch a addy, I'm so lit I tell her bring her friend
Fashion enthusiast, I think I got more drip than Dapper Dan
I can weigh

If you scared, play the sidewalk
Wise guy, get the cheddar, then I slide off
Hustler, get the pies off
Hit it with the remix
Then I sell it for five

remix the song and
Do the beat myself
Here, let me show you (O oh) you dig? (O oh)

Get used to it, you better get used to it
You better get used to it

a party
He kaka
Me and this shorty
We aim it up
Don't fuck with my guys we about to get lit
I am fucking this bitch she giving me a hicky
Spinning your

And she gonna call out my name
Like she phoning home
She gone tell me I’m hers
And she gone put up a front
I just needed your love
And you just needed some

your friends get knocked out, turbuline wind
Punk'd out, what you want, take a look at my grin
I'm a fish you can tell by the flippers and fin's
C'mon,

you a winner

Now pull aside for my victory lap
O fetsa ho mpona me kill die plek
A massacre by the mystery chap my name Jabula
Sweetest taboo like

countin' this shit all day

Ayy, ayy, hold your Glocks in the air
Shoot a nigga if he stare
Nigga can't tell me shit, he wasn't there
Yeah, I'ma shoot for

about business that's solid
I won't tell a soul
I got dawgs on the phone, Ngwano o timile phone
O tsere ke seven e white, O stout
Came from the bottom

bitches who boujee huh
My homies they tell me "she using ya"
But I got so much money don't give a fuck
Bought it by the bird, profit out this world
Show her

Lay Down

U-God

Golden Arms Redemption

1999

to Alaska
Pipe line the right by a massacre
Thought race your barriers
The air craft carriers severe
Spill your mascara dear
The skin lab
Tell your flex

The Cure and the Cause

Fish Go Deep

Sneakerz 5

still see you, your shadow tells me more

Don't take your love away, your love away...

And you, the cure and the cause
Of my blues
My only flaw

Don't

The Cure And The Cause

DJ Cameo

Ayia Napa Reunion 2010

still see you, your shadow tells me more

Don't take your love away, your love away...

And you, the cure and the cause
Of my blues
My only flaw

Don't

I been the reason they even eating
My phone's ringing they need a feature they see my remix
Give me a break I need a moment to myself
'Cause every