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A Week Ago

Too Short

Bring It On: The Best Of

2003

Uh-huh, uh uh, yo
Bitch!

Growing up in the hood just my dog and me
We used to hustle in the hood for, all to see
Problems, I called on him, he called

wish - filthy rich by sixteen
Swimmin in cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Song knockin on hoe's answerin machine, uhh
True baller, bitch page might call

involved we gon come for your mans
This truck a pickup TRX Dodge Ram
I got your hoe in it too
You beefing with me, you must love when you lose
I'm stepping

bros magicians, we got hella wands
Yeah, my bitch, she wet as fuck, she wetter than a pond

If I get in that jam, I wonder who gon' pay my bond
Or who

the kid, but she won't leave me lone
I might send a couple bucks if I like how she look in that thong
Nah, she can't see this dick, tell that bitch to leave

to the trap spot, nah it ain't no meeting up
No, no we ain't meeting up
We ain't gotta meet up
Comfy in the trap, I got my feet up
I just got my O's and my P's

(Bleed 'em)
I do this on the weekends
They been rapping their whole life
(Overnight) bitch this shit easy peasy
Its' a 30 in my 40 and it's lemon squeezy

own thoughts or do we call that zoning
However was self taught to never get lost in the moment
And I’m Usually down for instance
I'll be in a slump
Come

noise, you sound like a tweaker
Bounced out the bed just to bounce in her coochie
Bitch, i wear off brands i don't fuck with Gucci
Cold like the snow but i

Drip

Migos

Drip

Word my move, we too smooth, no indictments (hey)
Yeah, freakazoid lightning (lightning)
Fifty-seven ninety in this Breitling (Breit')
When I got

every block yuh
Bitch I don't need a chorus cause I'm always on go
I'm going hard in the paint and I'm throwing all the bows
I know we ain't the same,

pivot
really a p  but we gone revisit
Cus right now I'm livid I'm fucked up
This little bitty bitch got me fucked up
Don't know  me fr bitch I go dumb

the wrong way for our people
Feel like he the GOAT in this bitch
Way beyond December to January-ish
He always gon' score POs, get off of the dick
We know

niggas like hibiachi
Nemo p that's big papi
No lil bitch it's big piffy
Nemo a goat my new name billy
Big bank that's hundreds and fifties
In the spot we

You ain't sayin' much
But if you bout it bout it
Then we gon stay in touch
Got the game
By the fucking collar
If she don't give it
Imma choke it out her

the damn top dropped two colored flip flopped
Candy red lollipop
There's hoes in the parking lot
But I still got my glock cocked
New money motherfucker

actually got it
Know my project for my niggas who still is stuck in the projects
Who the hottest? Nigga point em out
I shun em out, niggas run they mouth
I

fucked up, they got me stuck in a cell
Like, will I make it out of this bitch?
It's hard to tell
Long live Band Band, R.I.P to Flattop
They all died

liter-
Ature on the subject you sure? Fuck it
You know we got your back like chiroprac-tic
If that bitch do you dirty
We'll wipe her ass out as in

Grooveline, Pt. 2 [Bonus Track]

Suga Free

Oxymoron [Deluxe Edition]

2014

that's why we so solid
Red to blue, to debt, to due, it's easier
To put a watermelon through the eye of a needle
This is done by choice, not by force
I

Rapping on this shit ion got nothing to rap bout'
Tell her put it up then I tell her bring it back down
I don't trust a bitch, yeah, I always run

just need a bigger bag
I'm caught up in the streets, so won't you tell me who I am

Ayy, this what happen when you rap, when you trap hard
223s and they

energy
And that's real shit
We both build
But I build houses and they build tents
I stay behind the tints
Swear I love my privacy
Eyes be in my rear view

Paper Made

C-BO

Knocks 2001

2001

down in the Beemer
Hit 'em up we lead 'em then streetsweap 'em
We don't need 'em
That nigga's a bitch like are you Paul
Whipped his with his ass you'll