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purple ooz
Got me like a zombie no Jamba Juice
Fuck I'll get it all on the way huh party my life till my day come
I slip and then I slipped out my mines

presidential they don’t wanna see me win
Trust up in my brothers know I got them till the end
If he still talking crazy better spin his block again
I’ve been

in the Black Orchid.
Or is my bitch at the Brass Key?
I think my bitch might be down at the Grind.
My bitch might be over at Dere Thatch.
Loose Bin
My

I get you touched by my little homie
I said I'm Band God and you little homie
Free Sheano wit that Mac boy I did this for him
Cause ima Band Boy,

my back, 
Save my love till the love come back, 
Ain’t no love so we sip on yack in a whip all black and we count up racks, 

This how I do when I

Gangstas Make the World

Master P

The Best of Tru

2005

by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch

know 
How the fuck it fucking feel to have a fucking slit throat 
A bit more of a schizo than I wished for 
Waiting by the key hole with my pistol, aye

a kangaroo
If it's prom there's no telling
What my thing can do
Till I get downs what I came to do trill!

suckin till I make my deposit
Eyes real low my loud be color Barney
Stuntin on these cats in a 2 piece by Marni
Slick out the mouth but words be

But when I'm with the boyz I can't be beat.
So don't look at me wrong, or get in my way,
Cause I guarantee that you will pay.
If you're messin' with me,

Madina Passage

John Forté

Poly Sci

1998

Pikasoe meets Baracus! 

[Verse 1: 20 Grand Pikasoe] 
This world is messed up 
So I lay back, and smoke a yeshca (?) 
Till it burn my chest up, I

Don't Worry

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

BTNHResurrection

2000

save it friend
But all these years,
Face to face ain't nobody said nuthin'
Livin' in these wicked days
Tryin' to get over my wicked ways
Time after time

here with me
I took the long way round to get to the truth
Only to find
It was never me and you
I got drunk till I dropped
And cried inside
But I'm not

tonight
I don't need no one by my side
These drugs will get me right
Coloring in my black and white
Conceal my broken soul
Trying so hard to stay in control

Yeah, yeah...
This song is for a person who
I'm not finna fuckin name cause I'm not tryna get killed.

She low-key violent
I keep my cell phone

Bitch I'm flying high in the sky
Zoomin by heela fried
Pickin up a supply 
Need some drugs bang my line
Going dumb All the time
Give me toung Blow my

Even when I rhyme any time
Lord knows I got the grind on my mind
I'll search till I find, sign my hearse if die
Cause people only love you on your

jigga my nigga I play da piano
In da streets wit da hammer
Squeeze da trigger Dey dance like it's dirty Diana
I pull up in a phantom
Dats dat black white

of my life
Still livin' up to the hype, still focused on just gettin' it right
I'm no rookie (No, oh no)
Do it for me (No, oh no)
Baby, keep it low-key

back when-
Fuck it

Drifting my shit when I pull up the block
Triple my digits my dash bout to flop
Signs passing by they all told me to stop
All these

And let me put on my mask so I affirm yo perfections of me
This the only way love seems conditionally
You made this stupid long list of conditions for me

we got motives
I market America that teamwork
Three keys in my sleep, now that's dream work
It's the U-blow show
Seven figures on the wrist like you

with an opinion fool
E-mail this to my publicist
So the media is gonna hear it too
You get on TV and get at me
Then I'm gonna get on the CD and get

understand, I try to stop, but I can't/
This shit is harder than it seems to be, I'm locked, can't find the key to get free/
Misery's abundant, my escape from