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In Cold Blood

Minus 8

Beyond Beyond

1999

to pin the big dog
Live on so I still bark
In my earliest advance I'ma kill ya
Make a lil' cake haters wanna envy
God wanna see you niggas in a Bentley

or set up by a lil' bitch nigga
Better stay up in ya lane fore' you get split now lil' nigga, aye
Show em' how to play the game now they wanna play us lil

understand, but they don't
Okay bro
If you say so
And I'm like damn, where'd they go?
Where'd they go?
Where'd they go?

How the fuck you wanna get back on my

some plays off a iPhone
If you go against the grain ain't no thinking where my mind go
I'm just focused getting paid by the day that's all I know
Only

one hand on the Glock
Everyday it's war on the streets
One lil slip bring a whole lotta heat
Stay woke your boy getting raw on the beat
Don't sleep

on me
Wanna be sober but I'm
Always smokin' palm trees
I don't spare nothin'
You better get your lil homie
Shit I been doin' my thing
I know you know who

I wanna see you take it off.
Take it off,Take it off
Take it off,Take it off
Go head show me dat candy babe,
Show me dat candy, 
Take it off,Take it

Get out my face
With all of that thirst
Gimmie my money 
You Need to disperse 

For my verse Lil nigga 
You need to just pay out
I'mma real nigga 
don't

where I walk, don't wanna talk
Told her tell my poster
Hadda go harder, look a lil' closer
Couldn't see too far the day I pop up like toaster
Now I don't

the water
They gonna think you a lobster, nigga (gang)

Uh
I just dropped a kit, you dropped out of school
These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make

showed you, I showed you
My bitch my lil whoadie
My bitch from Magnolia
Surrounded by bad bitches
We up without Folgers
We live by that cash talk baby

here nigga
And we don't go by the law (nah)
All them problems are getting solved nigga
And it ain't hard at all (nah)

If it's a problem let me know lil

I give it to God cause I cant do this on a daily

Dodgin' bullets by my head 
All these people wanna do is see me dead 
I know you tryna plan ahead

a killin'
Red bitch with white toes she got her pussy bald head like krillin
Don't ask me if I serve ima tell you bitch ion do no dealings
Gave that lil hoe

face, I'm all why
Are you with me do you get me don't lie
Hop on me yo, I don't wanna make you cry
Time goes fast, but I need you for it to pass by
I

wanna do
I see right through her, none of you
She want a boss to run that
She want a boss to hump that
I see right through your lil contact
I been

fuckin' lieutenants
Go play with your girl, don't play with my chicken
Ready for war, we got them sticks in (Sticks)
Ball on a nigga like a six-man
Ready

Look up in my eyes and tell me what you seein'
That lil' bitch she wanna leave me, I say okay, bitch, just leave then
I got this groupie hoe, I'm

Into a man At a early age, lost a lot of friends, that
Shit made me wanna go sin But I got lil' brothers and a couple kin, I

Gotta look after

to slide
Bitch she call my phone it's 1 am, late at night
I don't wanna talk to you cus' I don't wanna fight
She keep telling me she wanna be right by my

Cocaine

Twista

The Perfect Storm

2010

a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,

all the gangster niggas turn to groupies?
Everybody wanna kick it when you ain't a threat (ain't a threat)
These niggas don't like me 'cause they know

not at all
I'm involved in a real private war
Time to brawl niggas don't want Lil Tune to
Take these diamonds off
I'ma talk crazy to a deaf nigga
These

don't wanna hear that gangsta shit
If they ain't died yet
Huh, we go to war for that fettuccine
Young niggas turnin' Buicks
Into Lamborghinis
I took