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Elton John except yall playin carreer russian roulet there'll never be another d-12 album, whatchu bet who aint eatin? im a star nigga on my 4th deal
all about my bread like bagels, they know Im raw like Qualo, ball like gay hoes weed so strong its like I twist tornadoes spit like 9?s, 4 5th?s, and
to cook You can hear us whipping the beakers coming out of the speakers Stepping up some fresh hard for you out of town peakers We got 3rd Ward, 4th Ward
fa'sho They call my 4-do the Oprah show Look in the seats man it's mostly hoes Squatin' low on 4's, mostly vogues I'ma slow poke, with spokes and bo's
order You fuckin' with them lines I'll get you outta order My money long, I'll make ya day shorter Like celebit, lions, tigers, pelicans 4-4 nose like
4 Tha Street [Young Jeezy] Them boyz in the hood will keep your heart Come talkin that trash and we'll pull your car [Young Jeezy] I'm in the 6-4 5th
"The first words I spoke in the original phonograph, Mary had a little lamb. It s fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was
drama a.k Spoke like as-salaam-a-opaque Chokin' vodka mixed with o.j Wig splits mad quick Spinnin' three six oh ways C 4 blew the door nuber eight Summer
the prankster I bank your much faster than Swift As I go enter rest fools best beware where is young sick-ass G And that be me From the 10-4 street by
Christ came The black bird bright the night, we called it a Day... [End Verse] Shadows step on the one, on, under every tongue, run Spoken sentence frags., spoken
was the 7th of July 7 years have moved, like out of place So we rushed it Watched us run straight to the front door Took 4 steps, then he took 1 more
You fuckin' with them lines I'll get you outta order My money long, I'll make ya day shorter Like celebit, lions, tigers, pelicans 4-4 nose like a elephant
a pussy or been in one Listen to $hort, be ready to mack some bitches when it's done It's some of that mackish Oakland street shit, 'bitch' wasn't no
the pier lights our carnival life forever Love me tonight for I may never see you again, hey Sandy girl Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get
Verra' This be the days of terror.. SoulStice [SoulStice] Oh shit, amazin' grace, how sweet the sound Savin' slaves, another body found Bound to the streets
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