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What you wanna talk about
I dont wanna talk it out
Try picking another rout 
My stiff arm will walk it out
I lost faith and lost my ways
Too caught
ran by Tay Rayza and BIGHAND-NO
It don't stop we on top like my man Kangol
Hat Jack leave the rap game rap tangled
You rap wack take a nap nap or get
leave you alone
Said the cup was too strong i set the tone she gon' drink what i drink said
Im taking her home she cool with my girl
Nigga thats a 3 some
shit, get smacked by the kid
Fell to the ground, but I'm getting my ass up
Ain't no police chase, but I'm needing back up
To pack up from the club, nearly
loving til we die cuz we stays tragic
Hey, what you doing baby girl, don't jump out your window
Hey, you know that you can fly now that J Dub your friend
name brand, I rock no brand
My whole life GoPro cam'd
I rapped like I had no fans, no
They sayin' no, I said, "Veto"
Danny DaVito, and Al Pacino
Those
Lust, Lust
Lust, Lust
Lust
Did Lusty Make That?
Yo bitch, she love me, off the smell of my cologne
Nah, she can't dub me, if she do, she going home
(H-E-A-L-T-H, dot, E-A, dot, G-O-V)

Send a person baby, send a
Send her over, baby, ready
Send her over, come and find me my boo (same old, same
2-4-7 in my face, aye
On the side where they known to get it knockin'
Steady mobbin', shawty movin' like a ten, booty poppin', uh
I'm a M-E
block up, bulb
(R-r rah) baguette chain cost a 30 piece
And my Cartier cost a dub (20)

Niggas be trippin', dissin'
Better not put my name inside they rap
up, get on the one way 'cause more Sundays hotter than Monday
Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks
Got my glock, never
you just gotta see it man
I'm sitting on Dubs, kinda like a blank tape
You see them rocks in my teeth, ain't none of em fake
Give me a break, you
shooting for Georgia Tech, like my name was Eddie Elisma
Doing this thing these boys can't mess with me, these boys can't test me
What's left to see, is
hollering B.R.E.T.T.!

[Nate Dogg]
I got love
I got game cause, the game was given to me
Say my name
Say my name cause, ain't nobody tighter than me
With hella clothes comes hella shoes
Master 12s or Wing It 2s
Got my Bred 13s by the Guccis, Dub Zeros, they look so icy, next to shoes that's made by
in my wrapped in my sheets
Don't know her name anymore
Hit the showers scrub myself fresh and clean
Get dressed in fresh Adidas and some pressed EVISU
to the blues
We just be counting up hundreds baby
Like nigga what else we gon do
Fuck in that bitch it's a rule
I got a chop it a ruger
Gucci on my feet Medusa
Hog marleys exotic
Call my name what we on
Still working out in the dojo
Extended clips one double Os
Trap jump no pogo
Crème flip the moto
F a m fam
bust triggers, who could fuck with us?
Dub, E-40, Christ Bearer, plus RZA
Stick you with the Blade, we gots to get paid
And for the moolah, we
Ahhh that's why I fucked yo nigga
You weird ass bitch
Big Bratt Shit Bitch
You already know what the fuck going on
It's over
Yeah
It's me
Man my city
A nigga from boston I throw up my B's
But I fuck with my crips I  throw up my C's
When you looking at me let me know what you C
Lose my self I get
Eazy E shutter shades on to
Baby girl just want know what I'm about a do
Make moves break rules bring your friend along to
308 blast turn up and let
when I pass on by
I'm a B-E T, and a Southwest thug
Beat down the block, and banging on dubs
Scrubs, back back give me fifty
Cause wanna be thugs, don't
you, yeah
Open your mind
Check it out, tell me what you find
Here to document a situation
The sounds of the Asian dub foundation
Hope and glory

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