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never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga, im tha wrong wun to prevoke, cause rattin on niggaz is only gonna leave you smoked, so tha only thing left now is

tha grin, I showed tha frown
and with a bare hug picked me off tha ground
Squeezion me tight, atttempted to bug me
Grabbed me by tha rear, said [Love

I can hear you
Don't be troubled by tha truth, embrace it
This is whut you have in store
Nah nah, I ain't haven't that
I don't wanna be that guy

patient
Long days & nights stomach aching
Came in tha 4th quarter clutch McGrady
It is ah habit no sleep until I gasp it
Early morning 10pc but no zaxbys

This is a real life jack in progress. Nigga give up your shit or take
two tha chest with tha cripness
cuz I aint fuckn around G,so take a look

Ghetto Cowboy

Mo Thugs Family

Boom, Vol. 2

1999

the bushes?
Ya betta speak out
Or Ima let my shotgun song sing out

Who is this?
Hope this ain't tha law
Drawed out tha bushes with my sawed off shotgun

[Sara in background saying welcome]

[Fred/Miami]
This Crazy
I'm Thankful
Yea
Welcome Welcome

[Ness]
Life is what you make it
You gotta put in hard

my reflection is seen bitch
This gon need a remix With tha whole team bitch
Gotta find a way to beat this Might need a new beat bitch
Never beat

They painted me inside  tha Sistine
Chapel ,now try to unravel tha mystery 

This is my lyrical symphony 
Spitting out miracles simply
Leave you

Play'n It Raw

B.G.

Chopper City in the Ghetto

1999

its my turn 
Fuck a bitch 
My money is way more important I'm behind tha tints 
On a mission tryin' ta get it 
And I won't stop 'til I got it all in

twice
I'll have to smack you
Big up to my incarcerated scarface
When he get out, we gon get married
This is God's place
The universe is never wrong, yo

to smack you
Big up to my incarcerated scarface
When he get out, we gon get married
This is God's place
The universe is never wrong, yo this what God say
So

Dead all that strap talk, unload shum
I'll turn you into a ghost with this ghost gun
We don't talk to tha folks we don't know nun
You niggas talk like

Try'n 2 Make a Million

Big Tymers

How You Luv That?

1998

(Juvenile)
Do you know what this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors
Tricks in private jets, hoes behind Rover doors
You talked about me bad

Conspiracy charges make ya wish tha streets had a NDA/
Instead its knocks at ya front door by tha DEA/
Alphabet boyz, this ain't EA they don't play/
Sellin

do numbers posted like a speed sign
Only tha fam 300 no less so what is you sayin' we all go get it
You throw'em we throw'em you shootin we shootin my

baddest
but tha squarest is tha one who ain't darest and grab this
tha mother is other, than a great big follower
snatchin', catchin, cookies by rookies

you up   loose leaf 
Your a nuisance 
Im tha new chief 
I’m  too steep
And Unruly 
Shine like jewelry 
Is this real or just a movie 
Bend tha spoon 
Its

Im in da trap making tha pack flip
Say mama it is what it is
Busted my eye n busted my lip
All goods take another trip (grrrr)
Im back in this bitch

having crap by tha kilo
She eat tha dick like burrito she fell in love with my ego 
I'm cocky and fly as an eagle me and that boy is not equal
I do this

is Your Spirit in me
Ion boast in myself, it is tha Lord
Talkin tha Prince of Peace
No RIP for tha demons
That sting of death was took off me
Okay,

Evil Paradise

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Art of War [Clean]

1997

overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime(x2)

And this will belong in time, can ya feel tha painz of our life
Been in wined, and ya thought

go and get it cause I know nobody stopping me
I'm showing no apologies
This is who I gotta be
And ain't nobody blocking 
And ain't nobody stopping me

this rap shi I prolly get Drake on a track
She wanna fly so I put her on tour told, we can explore any place on tha map
It's so much weight on my name
My