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ready
Takin molly to the dome, I think she ready
I think she ready, I think she ready
Get here home by the Cove, I think she ready
I think she ready,

I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again?

I record dope dope

I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me, fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again
I record dope dope

Running this shit with no cleats
If i show up issa a fee
Spit like the safety released
Fuck it I’ll say I’m on fleek
 

RIP out mr cheeks
I went lost

'm dropping and I'm splashing but my ice Froze I ain't cappn Bitch

Why you creeping on the low  lil Bitch
Trynna fuck the gang better slow Down by
Grown nigga,

a ring on her cause I felt she had potential
Riding round dolo with a two tone .44
I can’t tell these niggas nothing for the money they turn Po’ po
MDS

niggaz hating
Ballin the fucking ravens
Told them niggaz ima make it
BALLIN
Did it by myself I never needed shit
IM ALL INNNNN
Grinding hard I’m sticking

(I, I, I, don't want you to see me cry)

Yea rest In Peace Lil Naughty
Fuck you bitches, Coppers yea, You laughing
Now is the time to stop
(I, I, I

The Professionals

Tracey Lee

Many Facez

1997

it, map it, we can score 

it, I need three guns, and a soldier to stand 

by the door wit. No bullshit, I loaded up my 

lyrics and two shotties

I'ma pop up, mm
I'ma pop up, sixty, uh, uh

I'ma up two hundred racks just because I can
Fuckin' up a sack, with this sack, 'cause a nigga can

him cause I heard he a teller
Lil bitch ass boy
Imma get all of us rich with my voice
I was downbad nigga, didn’t have a choice
Always on 10 nigga, know

I'd like to know, are you really for some super-dynamite sou
Introducing the world's greatest entertainer
The amazing Mr. Beat-Beat himself

addicted to fake shit
If this was the matrix you would take the blue pill
I'm too real twenty minutes I would've left the movie theatre
Mr cage gone in

Nigga thats A Motherfucking Flip 
So I Iced Out Both My Motherfucking Wrist 
Lil Nigga Playin Tough Bet His Ass Get Flip 
don't talk about da pack come

will by the end of the day (They will)
Set me up, 'cuz I'm ready to play (I'm playin')
EA sports, it's in the game (Football)
Lady Gaga, I'm far from

by two broke as fuck kids
In a mothafuckin' mosh pit
And that's exactly what the mothafuckin' crowd
Better be doin' on my shit
I swear to God I'm all

man, trigga man, trigga man please don't shoot
'Bout it, bout it, bout it like T-R-U
Young nigga ridin in a V-1-2
Chop bricks like karate, judo, kung fu

Christmas was the song Hank was playing
cnd I can't repeat what Mrs. Clause was saying
But it didn't seem to bother Santa, he never missed a beat

She

opened up the door, headed up the stairs
Thought he heard a noise, but no one else was there
First sight he saw, struck him by surprise
Two shots was

vow must continue to the now

Breaking through new ground
Desperate voices all around
Whispers to my secret self
Can be heard by no one else
I can't

hide the need for two hearts that bleed 
with burning love 
That's the way it's got to be 
Romeo and Juliet, they never felt this way I bet 
So don't

keep tellin ya'll dawg. I'm opposite all them niggas
ya'll see on t.v. bro.
I'm a tell u where I be at bro.

[Chorus: x2]
I don't hang in da v.I.p. so

Drama

Ghostface Killah

Apollo Kids

2010

I get a lil' closer
Rock you to sleep, like I got these lil' bitches, come over!
Hopin' you fall for the bait, thinkin' you safe
Have that ass

is you (we're all good by ourselves)
You're my party for two (always keep it top shelf)
Yeah, the party is you (ooh), is you

You can be my sweet