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L A Guns I Ll Be There

I'll be there, I'll be there I'll be there, I'll be there I'll be there I'll be there Yeah Yeah I'll be there

here in Milan I need you to come get wit' me aight? Yeah, I got somethin', I need you to do Call up the rest of the crew, I'll see you there Yo, I got

C-I, L-I, F-L-Y Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get mad if

you fuckin' right While I was raised on my fuckin' life I did my time on them corners, now I lead the fuckin' life Large dollars, guns and ice Is nothin

me I be the young dude, Mr. Drop a top a bubble benny whipper What else nigga? A weed head slash henny sipper no I'm not ballin' I'm tryna' get it how I

sin) They'll never happen while I'm rappin' I be watchin' The Philistines, creepin' up in Manhattan The sun turn up though Wyclef produce a track with

5 so i gave em that 6, then i wrote that 7 and i already 8, Aint hungry no more i got 9 I'm STRAIGHT! I never thought I'd be in this mansion only be

a piece I stayed for a second but you know I gotta skate It's like a race, cops chase me, I'm chasing the moon Before I left the premise, saw two more

= =killah priest= I've found a star, [what's deal god, I heard you got some] I've found a star, [bad news about killah priest, ya know] I've found a star