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Talk to anyone these days and, you know, it seems
Eventually they'll tell you about some heavy scenes
When they were living with this druggie friend

eat Pringles, I stack all my chips (my chips)
In Manhattan I smoke by the zip (dope)
Yeah
Out in France I make her suck my oui oui (oui oui)

head swayin’, this chick is a 10 here
Feels as new as 10 days, as comfortable as 10 years
And ain't a need for those subliminal hints
Man we even seem

I spin move
Out of fucked up situations
Spend my day in front of
Screens like my whole generation
I got that shit for the low
Keeping shit equitable
I

my nigga jacob
Slippin', he beat them charges, we winning
Its 10 o'clock on the
Strip these niggas touch
The work it's hard as it gets
I was just a by

working on
Roboy stuff
Do that shit with ease
Aye

It don't matter what I do
As long as we can shmeeze

Roll up the O's as I count by the days
Smokin' so

that's the outcome
Here we go

Every morning I wake up and it's the same old way
Just another day, but I still like to play from Saturday til Saturday
Some

The Clock Is Tickin'

Woodie

Yoc Influenced

1999

[Woodie]
Bullets fly
Quicker than the eyes
You was hittin' Mary-Jane
To ease the pain
Your homie died
Muthafucka I'm a ride
To the rallies

D-d-d-d damn
Never smoked nothing like this in my life
Pack it in a pipe, put it to a light
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, I ignite i'm high as a kite
Levitate

B-day, MK on the three-way
She wanna come the live way, I'm tired, fucked her sideways
She gonna my side bitch, this molly got me high pitched
Shooters

Outlaws

Joe Purdy

Canyon Joe

2007

And the sky opened up with rain
And they went three states 'fore they even spoke a word, 
He leaned over just to ask her name
She said, "Take me to the 61

Hourglass

Cunninlynguists

A Piece of Strange

2006

leglong
We's dead wrong, many days and nights
Trying strange thangs
From jane to cane and variants of the same change
Get trapped, you off map, no Peter Pan

This Is for the Riderz

Califa Thugs

Califa Thugs

2001

[Mr. Sancho]
This is for the riders for the south siders
The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us
Rollin deep through your streets