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of the game, top of her reign
When it rains pours, no one can stop the rain
Tina was a single child raised by grandmother
She barely knew her mother, never knew

Yo (damn) Young Buck where my money at man
My niggas is playing what nobody
In here but you, spyder and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred

Freedom reign 
Break my shackles we'll be free again 
4 Seasons on the plantation 
Please don't test my patience, you ain't felt this pain
Crackers

(Intro)
Verse:
I’m disturbingly petrified by the
evidence
That clarity is slowly becoming a
fantasy
A myth
And if my destiny is next in line
To be

her
This new bitch she bad so you might have to peep her
She told me go deeper I’m smokin the reefer
That pineapple Fanta go straight by the liter
That

Williams last two
00, Good looking

All I keep hearing is how - you're in a gang
You - robbed those people and killed them too
You need to Die
All I

is handsome, she is pretty
She is the bell of Belfast City
She is courtin’ one, two, three
Please won’t you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he

Double Up

Nipsey Hussle

Victory Lap

2018

Train
Tookie Williams over Coltrane
Eric B by the rope chain
R-S-C, we fosho bang
Tiny Locs and they go crazy
What you know about the dope game?
Was

stay by my side
Yea, besides I been that guy
Besides I been this fly
New piece, ain't talking bout' fye
New Prada you can't even buy it
They like "Reign

the truth)
I'ma keep it real
Show you how it feels to ride
Y'all went three feet and stopped rising
(I ain't seen shit)
Wendy Williams is a fat bitch
That's

Picture little me watching the TV screen
Just imagine seeing Eddie Murphy in a scene
Imagine how I wanted to be the media man
To make it a reign, see

let me be frank 
You can file a complaint
But it won't stop this reign

Better leave me alone bruh 
Go back home brah 
Fuck you, and your whole zone

of a train
I don't need no ghostwriter, no flow's tighter than cold writing composed by the goat
Joel I don't know though why the fuck you think I'm playing

like trying (I, yeah)
But all my real niggas round me keep tellin' me (tellin')
"Kells, fuck that you gotta keep climbin'" (climbin')
I admit it, I

Verse 1:
Here I stand in awe of you
Worshiping in spirit and in truth
For who you are, for all you've done
Jesus, I'm amazed by you

Verse 2:
I feel

S.T.L.

Nelly

Free City

2001

the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock

and shed no tears
As the King I shall reign for a thousand years
Look at the signs
Look at the times
Your heart was once filled with rage
This is the time

[Intro tune]

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that away baby I'm game tight
Through all the struggle and pain hustling late nights
I was born to reign Under the Streetlight
Woke up 3 a.m. handcuff me

"Lift your voice and shout the name Jesus!
Oh, I believe that theres a better shout in you than that
I want everybody thats ever been healed by

Who was ate by a lion it's told
So I left little William by the tigers' pavilion
And round to the monkeys I strolled

There was one great big monkey who

you trying?
I get her Dunn, like I'm Ryan, oh
 
That's R.I.P. to a legend (yeah)
Charlie Murphy my brethren (yeah)
I'll die for mine with no question

We crew hoppers, twenty-in-a-group shoppers
Don't look at the watch unless
You got blue blockers
BBC boats where niggas is true yachters
I got an MBA

went through
Thought I was adventurous
But ended up just being foolish now I see
Seeing nightmares flash before your face
You gave in got manipulated by