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this bitch off like we Boosie 
Shout out to Leno aye tell em free Supa
I'm straight from the West where they know me as Poopa



Got the trap house

G-Slide (Tour Bus)

Lil' Mama

How She Move

2008

If my sister tour bus, ride through your town
You're gonna have a problem, tell 'em Lil Mama

Uh uh, no way, you can show me how [x3]
You can

'round with me the room and back (I got my hitter from South Sudan)
Yuh, yuh (Quincy, tell 'em)

G.A.B.O.S, uh
Game ain't based on sympathy
All I've

through the phone) 
See you when I get home

Baby, I know that you like me
You my future wifey
Soulja Boy, I tell 'em yeah
You could be my Bonnie
I can be

steps dog
Trying to motivate
All of my strong single moms
Baby daddies in prison
The kids tell you they miss 'em
They keep sending you pictures

Flavor like adobo
Some people call me loco
Suave like I'm rico
Make 'em scream "ay bendito"

Shout out to Puerto Rico
Pa mi gente for my people
From

tell she considered
By the look in my eye when I'm deep in her stomach
She can tell I ain't finna save her
Make you feel good, but I'm not your savior

If I could ever tell you 'bout Puerto Rico
Y mis viajes aterrizando Tampico
Girl I'm proud of my life I'm livin' rico
Ain't the first time
Got

the Ricos
When I pull up
Cocks up
Casa Blanc with my aMigos
I put the grind on em
Then I go shine on em
I run with them real niggas
Let ya boy run the fives

quivers
Cause with this Hawke it gets Sinister (Went over your head)
Skeptics become believers
Eulogies given by preachers (Send 'em off)

I'm a Brooklyn

are u asking is it worth it ?
Even tho you didn’t killem u put em in herses 
They will never see they family so tell me they deserve this .. 

My

Groupie

Snoop Dogg

Snoop Doggy Dogg 3 Disc Set

2011

tours and we still young boys
We got bitches (what), they got some bomb-ass lips
She used to put 'em on this bomb-ass dick
She always talked some

Groupie

Snoop Dogg

Tha Doggfather

1996

nigga DA
Rockin' tours and we still young boys
We got bitches (what?), they got some bomb-ass lips
She used to put 'em on this bomb-ass dick
She

Run that up Rico
Hot boy, hot hot
I took his soul he a
Dead body, dead body
Dead body, dead body
Dead body, dead body
I took his soul he a
What?
I

the Right Get Em left

Sbee 4eva Toting this heat
Maffiaso lurk on seventeen
Hawk em by any means
Killers healing their pain off Codeine
Forty gone make em

layer
LA Power with white boy
Red rag gang, everything to the right, boy
Been had a bag, told 'em all I'm alright, boy
So keep your opinion if you all

the bread
Uh huhn
Have my family fed
Uh huhn
Rico Nasty, that La La La
What I smoke on? that La La La
How I do it? I tell em' wah la
How I do it? I tell em

Unh, sitting sitting sideways, boys in a daze

Sitting sideways, boys in a daze
Cooler than a pair of Retro Jordan Cool Greys
Niggas Niggas too paid,

Likwit Fusion

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

hear that over by the bar?)
'Bout to rhyme, one time, one time (can y'all hear that?)

(Tell 'em, jack)
If MC's don't know, if y'all niggas don't

minded
I sould kill 'em with kindness
Instead I'm blowin' smoke as I'm
Fillin' my nine clip
Had to tell a ho that I'm still in my prime
Bitch
Upstairs

niggas want some (beef)let's give em (shells)

If he talk on Toolie get that nigga rocked shit might as well 

You just  on the (internet)boy don't caught

I sent them a link and I told em to listen
They slept on my shxt
Fuck them nxggas they tripping
I'm out Colombia fxcking two vixens
I need a big

your goodbyes, watch yo momma cry
Cuz boy you gon die buy the end of the night
Know a nigga reckless as a bitch I'm on my Rico shit
Know yo bitch go

Wouldn't be dripping on em
If I ain't live with Rico
And I wouldn't be dropping shit
If I ain't link with Vlone
If I never met K
A nigga prolly never think