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leave 'em one bigger I said I'm from a hood where police getting hit up Get up, lets not make it a issue But if a nigga piss me off I'm goin straight

my time. Take me out'a dieing, Watch me while I'm flyin', Baby, it's a waste of time. I need a man, perhaps a man like you, I need a man, to make my

my resident Top flo', pent house, yeah that's my resident From me to you until you sell a mill You are irrelevant, you loco I'm global, check the proof, so evident Mike Jones

thoughts Take this to the streets, full of shit Flush it down the toilet like you're taking a piss It should be good, to see, for a change just a day

pride The dildo runs on dynamite But mrs Jones she doesn't know His constrictor is about to blow All that's left of the family Jones Is a pile of shit and a

a smash If there's a need to confront ya babe I'll let the nina come punch ya babe, Dipset Fur beavers, big blunts and things Byrd gang, Byrd gang, ow If there's a

Corvette He said, "I had one just like her son, a 1963" Til' the man down at the bank took her from me Oh she was that was hotter than a two dollar

D A D She reminds me of the one I loved back then D A D Well I handed him my

Once, I lived a life of wine and roses I drank a lot back then for one concern Success for me lay just around the corner I thought, my social friend would