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I LoVe U 2..

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About Me



I'm come from under the bustin u in your tummy you come from under your garments your chest and your arm pits pow 1 to the head now you know he dead now u know I play it like a pro in the game betta yet a veteran or hall of fame I got them metals and I'm better than all the names a its cash money records mayn the law is game put some water on this track Fresh for all his flame wear a helmet when you play bang it guard your brain cuz the flow is fasmatic what they call insane that aint even my mufuckin name I get dope boy n you already know that pimpin'18 how I'm livin young n show that bentley stunt on my paws so u know that's in me gotti my mentor so don't go there with me Oh... Now I move like a coupe through traffic rush hour Gt bent roof is absence you girl mad with the music blastin n she keeps askin how it shoot if it plastic I tell her u see if you boy run up she sat back and cut the Carter back up a fa show a big mike they better step theys authorities up before they step to a sergeant son I got army guns u niggaz never harm young I'm done talkin shut and I ain't just begun I been runnin my city like diddy and chung I fly by you in a foreign whip or bottle wit a pair of phony tits her hair is long n shit to her thong and shit well here we go so hold on to this now let's go hold on let me hit that blunt Birdman put them niggas in a trash can leave em outside of your door I'm ya trash man I'm steady lightin up tha hash and ridin in my jag u might need a gas mask man yo snakes stop hidin in the grass sooner or later I'll cut it out the blades in your ass you homo niggaz gettin aids in tha ass while the homie here tryin to get paid in advance I'm stayin on my grizzy I'm a bonified hustla play me or play wit me i'm gonna find your motha niggaz wanna eat cuz they ate nothin but niggaz wanna leave when u say u outta mustard so i'm a walk into the restaurant alone leaving out leaving behind just residue and bongs and ur residence wit rugas to ya dome like where the fuck u holdin tha coke? Hole in ya throat!

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You know though nothin' come easy, you gotta try real, real hard I tried hard, but I guess I gotta try harder. I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery, Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets, It Ain't my fault cause I, try to get away but trouble follows me, And still I try so hard, hopin one day they'll come and rescue me, But until then, I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then, I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough First, let me explain that I'm just a malay man, And I come from the darkside, so I'm havin a hard time stayin on track man, My mind be racin', and I don't even know what I'm chasin yet Been in and out of relationships, I'm startin to see that it's me where the complications at But I'm layin back, prayin' that, you get that piece of mind of me I thought I was right, but really I'm wrong, but again I was too blind to see, I was in the fast lane chasin my dream, And then it seemed when the fame and cash came, they just got me, Goin crazyyyy,lately I been so faded trying to erase it, But I just can't cause the drama just grows greater, And I been in so many collisions by puttin shit off till later. I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery, Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets, It Ain't my fault cause I, try to get away but trouble follows me, And still I try so hard, hopin one day they'll come and rescue me

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