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Ay I Like To Welcome All You Mothaf**Kers
To The Real Testament
This Where The Truth Get Told
And Bullshit Ain't Tolerated
Before I Sell My Soul
I'll Lose Everything
You Can Lock Me Up Cracker
Ima Get Out And Do The Same Thing
You Can Take This Rap Shit From Me
I'll Find Another Game
Don't Get This Shit Confused
Nigga This Was Never My Dream
Been Through What I Seen
I'd Rather Kill Myself
Before I'll Live A Lie
Before I'll Turn Informal
Nigga Id Rahter Fry
My Momma Lost Me To The Streets
I Told Her Don't Cry
Told Her If She Understood Real
She Should Understand Why
The Wrong Slip In These Streets
And Crackerz Had Your Life
Had Plenty Of Money And Never Payed Tithe
Nigga Was Cought Up In This Thuggin I Apoligize
You Call The Nigga Your Dog
But Will He Realy Ride
Nigga Know How To Get Money
But Will He Testify
Give A F**K Why You Told
Snitching Something I Can't Buy
Rather I Sell A Hundred Thousand
Or I Sell A Mill
Fact Remain The Same
Nigga I'm Still Real
Broke My Heart They Gave My
Lil Homey 15 Year
I Put A Cast On My Heart In Place Of The Tears
He Told Me Plies
I'm Living Through You
While I Been Here
The Realest Shit I Ever Heard
That Shit Gave Me Chills
Ima Get That Time Off Him
If Its Gods Will
Don't Know When God Coming
Thats My Only Fear
Been Dranking Since I Was Sixteen
Help Me Think Clear
Don't Come To My Funeral
If I Ain't F**K With You While I Was Here
Some F**K Niggas In The County Now
Tryin To Get Me In There
But Niggas In Hell Want Ice Water
So I Don't Care
The Opposite Of You F**K Niggas
Cause You A Square
I Know Of Some F**K Niggas
That Hate Me Who I Ain't Never Met
Never Talked To Me
Never Even Seem Me Yet
The Only Thing They Know
Im Where They Tryin To Get
The Only Thing They I Know
Respect It Or Check It
Cause I Don't Know Yout Shit
I Been Dealin With Envy Nigga
Every Since I Was A Git
Hated My Many Loved By The Same
So Im Even Bitch
Put My Hand On The Bible
Swear To Tell The Truth
You Liked To Here Lies
This The Wrong Cd To Listen To Nigga
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[Intro]
My nigga e'erytime I think this shit gettin' rough out here
for me my nigga... I just remind myself dog Monday through
Friday homie... From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin'
dog... It's some niggas in the court room 'round the country
my nigga... Fightin' for they muhfuckin' lives dog... The
crackers bannin' niggas e'eryday my nigga
[Verse 1]
My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen
Cracker banned my lil' nigga he was se'enteen
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean
Pussy ass crackers done shattered my nigga dreams
They holl'in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang
Nigga showed up in court on my dog and did his thang
Nigga did my nigga now I got to bust his brain
Nigga woulda did me my dog'd do the same
His lady callin' me cryin' and now I feel her pain
Tired of losin' all my niggas to the chain gang
In thirty minutes a nigga whole life can change
Cracker over sinister niggas when this shit gon' change?
[Chorus]
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
[Verse 2]
Ain't talked to my dog yet but I know he sick
Next fifteen years of his life behind a fence
Cracker find a nigga guilty and hit him wit' the bench
Gave one of my dogs twenty-seven on his first offense
The time they givin' the nigga for the crime ain't makin' sense
They jacked the number up now it's eighty-five percent
They did that to make you fuck niggas out there snitch
And put conspiracy in the game to railroad the click
And crackers feel like niggas ain't got no common sense
A nigga paper ain't right they banned off the rip
A public defender don't get you shit but a long trip
And judge sentencin innocent niggas without a guilt
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
How in the fuck can fo' birds get you a life sentence?
But give a cracker seven years for money launderin' millions
Shoot a nigga in the leg they sentence you like you killed 'em
Cracker catch you wit' that iron and throw you under the buildin'
You a nigga that mean you guilty 'til proven innocent
MOney talk and bullshit walk a thousand miles
You ain't got a paid lawyer then don't go to trial
Crackers owe each other favors, they'll swap ya out
"You give us him, we'll give you him" know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Nigga took thirty years on a cop out
Fuck you get thirty years for breakin' in a bitch house?
Crackers playin' a dirty game boy this shit wild
[Chorus]
[music out]
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[Chorus:]
Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt em
That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em
What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin [x2]
[Verse 1:]
That nigga name all through a bitch black and white
That nigga told them crakers shit that they didnt that even ask
Went FEDs, got out and acted like it's alright
That nigga you snitched on, shit them crakers gave em life
You know that f**k nigga the police and you and that nigga tight
Ridin wit that f**k nigga like that nigga right
A birds of a feather flock together yall just alike
And yall copy from the f**k nigga and buyin pipe
How you gone break bread wit a nigga, dawg you know you trif
These niggas go from real to f**k niggas over night
You can't flip it now you police for life
And stay from around me f**k nigga you aint my type
[Chorus:]
Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt em
That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em
What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin [x2]
[Verse 2:]
And how I feel nigga I might wack you on the high
Since you can't seem to close yo Pussy ass mouth
You Got nigga spooked niggas scared to go to trial
See yall police ass niggas came back in style
Settin niggas you pussy niggas gone wild
Brokin niggas off takin niggas from they child
I want to kill all you pussies put ya all in a pile
In every click it's a potential snitch hangin 'round
Got the fxck from around you niggas, moved out of town
Nigga you stay too long nigga ya fed bound
A nigga that told on his brother to knock his time down
Nigga you tell on one of my peoples Im gunnin ya ass down
[Chorus:]
Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt ya
That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em
What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin [x2]
[Verse 3:]
Tell ya son the truth nigga his daddy's a pussy
If you was real you would have got ya little time and took it
Instead of being a soulja fxck nigga you turned cookie
You think this snitchin shitt sweet, you really think you whippin
You gone come home one night a bitch gone be in them bushes
Them crackers aint gone be able to protect yo ass then pussy
So why you roamin these streets nigga you betta be lookin
Fo that Nigga snitched on ya people dawg dont givin no cushion
Murk that pussy ass nigga nawl dont whippin
You took yo people life so his life needs to be tooken
Them choppa bullets through his head, where you need to put them
Dead or livin fxck nigga you'll forever be pussy
[Chorus out:]
Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt ya
That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em
What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin [x2]
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Bra if yo cash ain't right, right now dawg shit just fucked up right now dawg u done took
A lost when a bitch don't wanna give you nothing dawg telling you dawg u can make something happen
[Chorus: x2]
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen
[Verse 1:]
When a nigga money fucked up it's hard for him to think straight
Seem like a nigga life in park when he ain't got cake
First thing that cross a bitch mind shid he gotta take
U can stay broke forever or u can make a shape
Cause when u broke bitch talk to u any kinda way
U on ya dick bitch don't wanna here shit u gotta say
If u ain't built for this street shit den get out the way
Cause when a nigga broke everybody's fucking gravy
U either get money out chere or u fucking hate
U think a nigga gone give u something den keep waiting
U betta suck up yo mufucking pride and chase it
Cause when a nigga broke he ain't pose to have patients
[Chorus: x2]
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen
[Verse 2:]
I don't kno if god trying to punish me or my luck just bad
I don't kno which one of em it is but I need some fucking cash
I rather be in prison broke then out here without a stash
They say when it rains it purs then how will it last
Before I let it rain on me I'm a let a bitch crash
With all black on chie 5 and ske mask
The streets judge off wat u got not wat u had
I took a lost and it hurt me fucked me up bad
It ain't no feeling in the world like loosing ya last
I ain't got no choice I'm fucked up gotta bounce back
Seems like it take forever to get to get it but u can loose it fast
I rather a mufucka vist me while sitting behind a glass
[Chorus: x2]
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen
[Verse 3:]
The nigga that invented robbing I bet he was broke
Cause when u fucked up out her it ain't no fucking joke
And all bets off when a nigga money low
A nigga willing to take chances he ain't neva took before
And willing to cross a mufucka for the love of the dough
I can't fault nigga cause I done did that shit before
If u gone take it just be ready to play it how it go
It's every nigga for self this shit cut throat
I bet I past me a nigga for he past me tho
For every nigga balling it's a hundred niggas hunting
I don't kno if he told but these yung niggas thuggin
So why u outta balling it's some niggas riding lucky
[Chorus: x2]
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen
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[Chorus 2x]
I know you caught me cheating
and you tired of me lyin
Imma be honest with you baby
I know I crossed tha line
If you dont wanna fuck with me no mo than cool that fine
but before you go babe
Can we fuck one more time
[Verse 1]
I know I fucked up and sorry aint
what you wanna here but i cant change
that shit dog it is what it is.
you can go fuck another nigga if thats how you feel
if thats goin to make you feel better than gone do it hell you asked me about this lil petty
shit and i kept it real i know that shit probably hard for you to swallow still I aint know how
bad i hurt you til' I seen ya tears I aint asking you to accept how a nigga live, if you feel
like another nigga can treat you better, than it is what it is. but let the truth be told its
been my pussy for years. now you got all ya lil home girls up in ya ear just lets fuck one more
time before you give
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2]
I know its probably best for us to go our seperate ways, cause i know imma fuck up again
anyway but from my fuckin heart a nigga want you to stay but once you fuck up this shit can
never be straight i know that shits wrong i aint got shit to say bet you think a nigga didn't
give a fuck anyway i just had to fuck you good the other day and how that pussy was bitin i
didnt wanna scape you rode that dick so long until you started to shake and i can tell when you
would nut i can see it in ya face imma miss fuckin you from the back and how i grabbed ya waist
but most of all imma miss how that pussy taste
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3]
There aint another nigga who's going to fuck you like I Do you can talk that shit all you want
but baby you know its true I know i fucked up i said im sorry now its on you. you can play
stupid and give me away if you want too. if you say fuck it its over then i guess we through i
know if i caught you cheating ill probably cut you loose dont get it fucked up i aint tryin to
tell you what to do. whatever decision you make i gotta live with it but whatever your answer
is just make sure you can deal with it but if we do break up imma keep tryin to get it this
shit we going through right now is real silly gone cuss me out and lets fuck and gone kill it.
[Chorus 2x]
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[Intro]
This here a message homie to anybody who possibly gon' be in the
club that I'm goin' in tonight homie... You better gon' head & get'cha
shine on before I get to the club dog...
[Chorus]
Let me think tonight, what I'mma do at the club?
Might show up tonight, just to throw dubs
Or I might buy the bar to fuck wit' the scrubs
How I feel tonight shawty I am the club
Let me think tonight, what I'mma do at the club?
Might show up tonight, just to throw dubs
Or I might buy the bar to fuck wit' the scrubs
How I feel tonight shawty I am the club
[Verse 1]
Parked the whip out front jumped out stuntin'
Neck full of jewels whole pocket full of money
All the goons around me so you know I'm comin'
Half a brick in my pocket ten stacks on me
Better let me ball you don't want no problem homie
Last problem in the club somebody start dumpin'
I'm the main attraction y'all peons
Got a dope boy knot on me, no one's
Came through the side do', slid wit' my gun
Somebody daughter gettin' it the question which one
'Gnaced up and on good 'dro, body numb
Let me show you how a real goon have fun
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Y'all in trouble tonight we got the club locked
We ain't dancin' over here all we do is bop
One thang fa sho we got them hammers cocked
Look at all the dimes sweat us, they comin' by the flock
Look at the lil' hater over there, got him hot
Seen him lookin' at me so I held up a knot
I don't know if you know homie I run the spot
And don't 'cha play wit' me, you ain't got enough shots
Order mine straight up, drank it on the rocks
Been in the club five minutes and done closed shop
How can one nigga be this gotdamn hot?
I don't know if it's me it might be the watch
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Slid through the club late all I need is a hour
Like they told me lil' homie money is power
Ran the streets all day I'm fresh out the shower
Watch how a goon rock let me show you my volume
Check my track record homie all I beat is stallions
I done smashed already shit you can have her
If you want her better catch her better gon' snatch her
Want straight animals over here, no hackers
Better put the cuffs on her 'fore the goons pack her
When we leave the club watch you follow after
Y'all ain't groupies baby stop bein' embarrassed
This one here in the book, this a closed chapter
[Chorus]
[music out]
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[Intro]
Hey mama (hey mama)... Know I ain't never tell you this
befo' (I ain't never tell you this befo')... but it really
hurt me knowin' I'm runnin' you crazy (know I'm runnin'
ya crazy)... I wanna talk to ya real quick (wanna talk to ya mama)
[Verse 1]
My momma told me while I run these streets she can't sleep
Her phone ring late at night she think somethin' happened to me
Her nerves so bad right now she can't even watch T.V
She turn her head everytime she see the police
She scared to look 'cause it might be me in the back seat
Whenever she hear about a shootin' her heart skip a beat
She heard the feds was in town her knees got weak
She know I'm at the house the only time she at peace
Her blood pressure through the roof all because of me
Her favorite words is "dope ain't the only way to eat"
She told me the other day she hope I don't die in these streets
I just pray to God she don't wipe her hands wit' me
[Chorus]
I'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yaself you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do wit' how you raised me
Shit killin' me to know I'm runnin' my momma crazy
Goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yaself you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do wit' how you raised me
Shit killin' me to know I'm runnin' my momma crazy
[Verse 2]
Remember the nights me sittin' up in a cold cell
I'm wakin' ya up out'cha sleep it's me callin' you from jail
You ain't say it but I know inside you mad as hell
You called off from work just to bond me out of jail
I get in trouble I call you seem like it never fail
Can hear you now "boy you need to sit ya ass down somewhere"
I come and eat I take a shower then I'm out of there
I know I'm stressin' ya at times seem like I don't care
You wrote bad checks for me to have somethin' to wear
You risked ya freedom for me nowadays that's real rare
Everytime I think about the shit I wanna shed a tear
That's why I buy ya somethin' for Father's Day every year
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
You did the best you could wit' me and I love you for that
Wanted me to stay in school but that ain't where my heart was at
I got exposed to the streets and fell in love wit' stacks
And all the times I hurt you wish I could take it back
When daddy left us you stepped up and took his slack
I know I'm selfish and feelin's is somethin' I know I lack
The shit I'm doin' now I know you raised me better than that
You showed me how to be a man and showed me how to act
Sometimes I wonder how you still proud I'm ya son
After all the stuff I took ya through and all the shit I done
Well like ya told me when God want me how I can't run
Before he take me want you to know how much I love ya mom
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Think I'm speakin' for every street nigga 'round the world... I
don't think we sit down long enough sometimes... Just to
realize what we takin' our momma through... It hurt me to know
dog... That I'm runnin' my momma crazy... And it's really
killin' me to know... that I'm helpin' killin' my momma..
[music to fade]
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(feat. T-Pain)
[plies talkin:]
What's happenin homie dis ya boy plies man hey pain tell 'em
Bout your shawty ima tel em bout mine
[chorus: t-pain]
Even though i'm not your man, you not my girl
Ima call you my shawty
Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad
I beat his ass for my shawty
And we ain't did nothin that we ain't supposed to do
Cause you my shawty
Babygirl you know I be home, keep me on the ringtone shawty
Sing it to me girl
[verse 1: plies]
Soon as I seen her, shit told her i'd pay for it
Lil mama the baddest thing 'round here & she already know it
I pointed at the donk & told her this supposed to be yours
Showed her a couple stacks & told her i'd let her blow it
The hottest nigga in the city baby you can't ignore it
I showed her I was a real nigga & she went for it
First time I caught her shit, she aint even know how to throw it back
Now she an animal, I got her sex game right
I taught her how to talk to me while she take pipe
& opened her up & showed her what a real nigga like
I told her I don't usually do this, I don't fuck on the first night
Cause after I beat ya baby i'm liable to fuck up ya whole life
I gotta train her, now she suck me with ice
I call her my lil bust it baby cause she keep it tight
Whenever I tell her to bust, aint gotta tell her twice
Whenever I wanna get off she know how to get me right
[chorus: t-pain]
Even though i'm not your man, you not my girl
Ima call you my shawty
Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad
I beat his ass for my shawty
And we aint did nothin that we ain't supposed to do
Cause you my shawty
Babygirl you know I be home, keep me on the ringtone shawty
Sing it to me girl
[x2:]
Whoa w-w-whoa whoa whoa whooooa whoa whoa
Whoa w-w-whoa shawtyyyyy
[verse 2: plies]
I love to show her off, cause all the dope boys want her
Know why they wanna beat bae, look at all that ass on her
Look how that pussy sit up in them shorts, you gotta want her
Love when she act like she bo-legged & bend the [corner ?]
She proud to be fuckin me, cause i'm stuntin on her
It feel good to be fuckin a real nigga don't'uh
Aint called her in 2 days, gotta let her mind wonder
But when she miss me, she call to tell me to jump on her
Thats why I don't mind breakin her off, cause she aint with the drama
If you done ripped her before, you know how to cuff lil mama
You know she gotta be somethin, cause I done beat her under
Bae snatchin down there, i'm tellin ya, I promise
I exposed her to real, & now she hate lames
Member she used to run from me, now she like pain
She call me sometimes just to ask is it her thing
Ever since I ran up in shawty she ain't been the same
[chorus: t-pain]
Even though i'm not your man, you not my girl
Ima call you my shawty
Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad
I beat his ass for my shawty
And we aint did nothin that we ain't supposed to do
Cause you my shawty
Babygirl you know I be home, keep me on the ringtone shawty
Sing it to me girl
[x2:]
Whoa w-w-whoa whoa whoa whooooa whoa whoa
Whoa w-w-whoa shawtyyyyy
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[Chorus]
Damn my P.O. I ain't gon' stop grindin'
Violate me if ya want gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets I'm somewhere shinin'
Live every gotdamn day like it's Friday
Damn my P.O. I ain't gon' stop grindin'
Violate me if ya want gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets I'm somewhere shinin'
Live every gotdamn day like it's Friday
[Verse 1]
Tell the feds if they comin' they better come now
They got my chips straight now I'm ready to retire
I ball 'til I fall homie thug 'til I die
And if I died today I know I'll probably fry
But if I hit the right lick I can live nice
Think I'm scared to go get it you gotdamn lie
My money go to lookin' funny I'm gettin' on seventy-five
Non-stop homie straight to the Cuban's island
I like to get money, fuck hoes, and rock ice
Give a damn who don't like it, it's my life
That's why I drank e'eryday dog and stay high
Catch me in the strip club lettin' money fly
And goin' broke the only thing that can make me cry
I told my P.O. she can't change me don't even try
The street life got me gone I don't know why
Tryna at least see a couple mill' 'fore I die
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Before I went to sleep I prayed for a hundred squares
Told God he'll bless me if He really cared
Know you fuck niggas prayin' for me to get killed
Know you crackers wish you could give me a hundred years
That's why I ball and stunt for the niggas in jail
Cracker gon' have to kill me 'fore they put me in a cell
Nigga told me to turn myself in I told him "go to Hell"
'Cause if they want me they better do they job and that's real
Worst thang they can do is hold me with no bail
Until that shit happen been done ran across a whole mill'
I thug it out 'til the end homie that's how it is
Life too motherfuckin' short for me to sit still
I can't leave these streets nigga they pay my bills
I gotta be dead in prison nigga for me to chill
I asked a trick the other day why he pop pills
He told me I'll pop 'em too if I knew how it feel
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I wake up e'ery mornin' lookin' for a money bag
When a nigga died and he was broke then he died sad
If I was on my dick you niggas'll be glad
Squeeze eights on the donk just to make you mad
'Long as my heart still beatin' nigga I'mma get cash
Live every motherfuckin' day like it's my last
Indictment money in my pocket and 'Gnac in my system
Need every muhfuckin' day to feel like Christmas
Heard the crackers downtown givin' out big nimbles
I know some motherfuckin' Haitians givin' out tickles
[Chorus]
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[x2:] Car Full Of Choppers And Everbody Quiet, Car Full of Goons And Everybody Cerified, And If You Froze Up Last Time You Can't Ride It's Going Down Tonight Cuz These Goons Out Lurkin
Five In The Morning Ain't Nobody Out But Us
And Everybody Sleep But We Finna Wake The City Up
And Finna Teach You Pussy N****s Bout Playin With Us
We Find Yo Duck A** Tonight Lil Homie You Out Of Luck
And He Don't Know We Coming Finna Get His Life Took
We Ridin Bin Ladin S*** A Hundred Round Plus
Before He Went To Sleep He Ain't Know He Wouldn't Be Waking Up
Its Already Understood If These C******* Get Behind Us Flood It And We Ain't Coming Home Till All The Clips Empty
And We Ain't Shooting Up No House It Draw Too Much Attention
We Catch Yo A** Coming Out Lil Homie You Gets It
And I Bet One Muthaf****** Thing N**** We Ain't Missing
[x2:]
Car Full Of Choppers And Everbody Quiet,A Car Full of Goons And Everybody Cerified, And If You Froze Up Last Time You Can't Ride It's Going Down Tonight Cuz These Goons Out Lurkin
You Might Miss The Newspaper But You Gon Make The News
Victim Found Face Down Tonight Without His Shoes
Dem Choppas Went Off In Drive You Run But Couldn't Move
Sawed Him In Half That Chopper Broke Him Down In Two
Everything Them Hallow Points Hit It Knock Em Loose
We Want Your Homeboiz Nah P**** We Ain't Through
Dem C******* Find A Hundred Holes But They Ain't Got A Clue
Now Everbody Claiming They Know Who F***** Over You
A Big Mouth Don't Get You S*** But A Big Funeral
And A Bunch Of Muthaf***** Crying Who Claiming They Knew Ya
You Can't Bring Him Back Stop Crying The P**** Dead
He Shoud've Kept His Mouth Close He Ain't Know How To Play It
[x2:]
Car Full Of Choppers And Everbody Quiet, Car Full of Goons And Everybody Cerified, And If You Froze Up Last Time You Can't Ride It's Going Down Tonight Cuz These Goons Out Lurkin
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I Broke Bread Wit U Nigga Showed U Where I Lived
U Talkin Nigga But U Dont Understand Wat Real Is
When It Came To Yo Pussy Ass Nigga I Woulda Killed
But It Was My Fault Nigga I Kept It Too Real
We Busted Choppaz At Niggaz Layed In Bushes Together
U Had Me Fooled Dawg I Thought U Was My Fukkin Nigga
Woulda Did A 100 Years For U Cuz I Fuk Wit Ya
U Taught Me Wat A Good Heart In These Streetz Would Get A Nigga
Not A Muthafukkin Thing But A Sad Picture
Hurt Me When I Found Out U Had Pussy In Yo Heart Nigga
I Never Thought Id Say It But Muthafuk A Friend
Cuz Yo Dawg Be Tha One That Cross Ya In Tha End
Tha Shit I Kno Now Wish Id Done Knew It Bak Then
But Goin Thru It Wit A Fuk Nigga Is Wat Make A Man
I Treated Yo Pussy Ass Betta Than I Did My Own Kin
When A Nigga Locked Up Or Broke Thats When They Claim They Luv U Then
I Broke Bread Wit U Nigga Showed U Where I Lived
U Talkin Nigga But U Dont Understand Wat Real Is
When It Came To Yo Pussy Ass Nigga I Woulda Killed
But It Was My Fault Nigga I Kept It Too Real
Wat Was Mine Was Yours But Wat Yours Wasnt Mine
If A Nigga Woulda Told Me U Was Soft I Woulda Thought He Was Lyin
But Every Nigga Gon Show His Hand In Due Time
I Kept It So Muthafukkin Real Wit U That I Was Blind
Cuz I Was Too Busy Showin Luv I Aint See Tha Signs
When U Needed Me Pussy I Came Thru Everytime
Whether U Was Right Or Wrong Fuk Nigga I Was Ridin
But U Envied Me Nigga In Tha Bak Of Yo Mind
U Wasnt A 100 Nigga U Was Real Part Time
I Broke U Off When Them Fuk Niggaz Wouldnt Give U A Dime
Aint Owe U Shit Nigga I Just Wanted To See U Shine
U Never Gave Me Shit Nigga I Had My Own Grind
I Aint Need Yo Choppaz I Had My Own Nine
Im A 100 Nigga I Done Did Me And Yo Time
U Cant Trust Yo Own Homiez Who Tha Fuk Can U Trust
I Got My Broad And My Choppa So To Me Thats Enough
I Broke Bread Wit U Nigga Showed U Where I Lived
U Talkin Nigga But U Dont Understand Wat Real Is
When It Came To Yo Pussy Ass Nigga I Woulda Killed
But It Was My Fault Nigga I Kept It Too Real
God Aint Makin U Fuk Niggaz Like He Used To
A Nigga Believe Its Hoe Now Before He Believe U
And Cuz U Thug Wit A Nigga Dont Mean Tha Luv Tru
It Used To Matter Wat U And Yo Niggaz Done Been Thru
Nigga Be Yo Dawg One Day And Turn Pussy Out Tha Blue
A Fuk Nigga Gon Do Wat A Fuk Nigga Gon Do
Betta Off Runnin By Yoself If U Only Knew
Dont Mean That Nigga A Hunter Cuz He'll Fukkin Shoot
And Money Dont Mean U Real Cuz He Got Loot
If A Nigga Heart Aint Right No Tellin Wat He'll Do
And Real Niggaz Extinct Its Only A Fukkin Few
Cuz 99% Of These Fuk Niggaz Aint Tru
I Broke Bread Wit U Nigga Showed U Where I Lived
U Talkin Nigga But U Dont Understand Wat Real Is
When It Came To Yo Pussy Ass Nigga I Woulda Killed
But It Was My Fault Nigga I Kept It Too Real
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(feat. Tank)
[Chorus: Tank]
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)
[Verse 1: Plies]
Hoe, dont be cute, tonight I want to get nasty
Let me drop this mayonnaise, baby, in your salad
Slide your hand in my pants if you want to grab it
Bet as soon as you touch it, you call me "big" daddy
Want to lick all over you before I let you have it
Hold your legs open for me so I can really pack it
I'm already rock hard, you ain't got to jack me
Bet the tip of this tounge make you really like it
Picture us on the floor with no clothes on
You eating me, I'm eating you, shit we both raw
Let you ride me tonight off your favorite song
Tonight a special night, baby a freak is born
[Chorus: Tank]
You! (You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)
[Verse 2: Plies]
Let me cut a hole right in the middle of your panties
Put a peep-hole right on top your candy
I'ma have you moaning when you grab me
I'm a goon lil' momma but I like it fancy
See, sucking all on you is what gets you all ancy
Seeing how a goon moves, makes you want to chase me
After I rip you tonight you might want to ban me
Your friend wanted me to, thats why she can't stand me
It's your friend in your jeans that got my attention
A real nigga in your life is all you missing
Ain't nobody like me baby, I'm my competition
Baby when you walk out the door in the morning you leave with me
[Chorus: Tank]
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)
[Verse 3: Plies]
If you want to we could just tease eachother
Get drunk. Get naked and lay under cover
Let me peek at her first before I go any further
Stick my finger in yo mouth before I even touch her
Ain't got to put it in, we could just hunch eachother
See if I could make you nut without even fucking you
Feel me pushing up against you, then go on and rub you
Now you mad you want to fuck, I could tell how you cussing
Just a couple minutes ago, you wasn't fucking nothing
Now you pressing up against me because that pussy gushing
Got you swerving all over, now got you touching
Made a crunk cut, now we sucking and fucking
[Chorus: Tank]
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)
[Beat fade out]
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[Intro]
Hey nigga... It ain't no motherfuckin' secret no mo' nigga... Yeah
I got my motherfuckin' chips straight now nigga... You bitch ass
niggas better hope I don't go broke nigga... 'Cause if I do I'mma
be layin' in yo' motherfuckin' bushes nigga haha!
[Chorus]
I'm ridin' on twenty-eights (you know my money straight)
I drink 'Gnac e'eryday (you know my money straight)
Ask the strippers do I play (you know my money straight)
I'm in the mall e'eryday (you know my money straight)
I'm ridin' on twenty-eights (you know my money straight)
I drink 'Gnac e'eryday (you know my money straight)
Ask the strippers do I play (you know my money straight)
I'm in the mall e'eryday (you know my money straight)
[Verse 1]
I'm a animal in the club beast in the mall
If you want it better cop it 'fore I buy it out
Finna show you lil' rookie ass niggas how to ball
Don't you size me lil' nigga if ya money small
Got choppers and money so I'm ready for war
Got a glock forty pin yo' ass to the wall
Drop ten on the eights like to sit tall
And if you want the ho tell me I'll buy her dog
I drink 'Gnac don't fuck wit' Cris' at all
Draggin' bags nigga bust stacks in the mall
You smoke regular or 'preme homie it's yo' call
It ain't shit to me nigga 'cause I'm a big dog
You don't know when the feds comin' so you better ball
Livin' mine on the edge motherfuck the law
I'm gettin' mo' money now nigga than I done ever saw
And I can afford to smoke it a hundred dollar 'gar
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I buy whips on the regular soak 'em in candy
You know I'm in the strip club 'cause all the hoes happy
Soon as I hit the motherfuckin' do' I'm spendin' cabbage
Spend somethin' or get the fuck from 'round me crabbin'
Me and the goons caked up blowin' money laughin'
Ask the niggas that know me I'm big dog status
It ain't V.S.O.P. I don't want it don't even ask me
Blew a stack on that ho 'cause I seen you hackin'
Got my pistol on me pussy nigga that's why I'm actin'
'Gnaced up and doped up ready to make it happen
Rather be the nigga that e'erybody wanna rob
Then be that nigga dog that e'erybody seen starve
I get money nigga that's my motherfuckin' job
And I ain't goin' broke no mo' nigga I swear to God
'Cause when you ballin' nigga that's when that hatin' start
I know one way to go pussy and that's hard
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I'm out right now a hundred thousand dollar bonds
Pussy ass cracker must thought a nigga ain't have the funds
Got out the same day nigga bought mo' guns
Beggin' one of these fuck niggas to play dumb
So I can fuck around and give they ass the whole drum
Took plenty losses bounced back off e'ery one
Ain't never asked one of you fuck niggas to hold somethin'
Then why you mad at me pussy 'cause you ain't me
Ain't been in the mall five minutes and done spent a G
Tell the truth about me pussy I'm who you wanna be
I gave her two hundred for the head 'cause I'm fuckin' for free
If you a pussy nigga you probably don't fuck wit' me
How much I paid for the watch dropped fifty-three
Bought that and another crib the same week
And all my rent paid for nigga I ain't leasin'
It's official you fuck niggas 'cause Plies even
[Chorus]
[music out]
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(feat. Akon)
(Intro) (Plies)
Hey whats happening homie
This lil boy plies man
I ran across a nice lil babe the other day homie
Lil mama so bad she had me hypnotized
Couldn?t even get my eyes out off her
Imma tell you how it feels to be hypnotized
(Chorus) (Akon)
You got me so hypnotized the way your body rolling round and round
That booty keep bumping tities just bouncing up and down
You got me so hypnotized the way your body rolling round and round
That booty keep bumping tities just bouncing up and down
(Verse 1) (Plies)
Its 2 o?clock in the morning
Im yait up and im horny
All I need now is some moaning
That pussy got me zoned
O fine tell me she wanted
She got it fuck how she on me
I got it now cause she jonning
I know in the apanan she phone me
Im locked down as that monkey
I know she wet cause she told me
That ass on her she talking
Every nigga in here stobing
I see me up and im pocking
She bend over and im stroking
Her cheeks spread wide open
I been there and im focus
(Chorus) (Akon)
You got me so hypnotized the way your body rolling round and round
That booty keep bumping tities just bouncing up and down
You got me so hypnotized the way your body rolling round and round
That booty keep bumping tities just bouncing up and down
(Bridge X2) (Akon)
Now do it some more (just like that), just do it some more (ya just like that), girl do it some more (now shake that ass, make a nigga like me spend that cash)
(Verse 2) (Plies)
She bad as hell and she swoll
Im tryn to play and I hold
Lil mama down, she cold
I fuck her ones and shes sold
I want her naked, no cloths
Im in the private shows
No limits everything goes
Imma let her ride me on her toes
Just stand on front of me and pose
You touch mine I touch yours
Then get all strong as mine goes
First time I seen her I froze
I had to get her she know
She worked then she fall
Cause im too real and she know
She want the goon and then show
(Chorus) (Akon)
You got me so hypnotized the way your body rolling round and round
That booty keep bumping tities just bouncing up and down
You got me so hypnotized the way your body rolling round and round
That booty keep bumping tities just bouncing up and down
(Bridge X2) (Akon)
Now do it some more (just like that), just do it some more (ya just like that), girl do it some more (now shake that ass, make a nigga like me spend that cash)
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(Ey I Like To Welcome All You Mother Fuckers, To The Home Of The Goons, Where The Graveyards Over Crowed And Where Choppers Is A Most)
[Chorus:]
You Caught Slippin Crackers Goin To Find Your Ass Not Breathin, 100 Holes In Your Ass And Your Body Licking, Nigga Ridin With Them Drums Nigga For A Reason, Down Here We In The Middle Of Murkin Season [x2]
[Verse 1:]
Stay On The Coast Nigga If You Aint Ready To Make And Shake Cause This The Home Of The Bodys Check The Murder Rate, Money Is Key The Only Thing Be The Murder Case So You Better Kill Him If You Dont Want Him At Your Court Date, You Coming Better Come With Them Choppers And Dont Fake Cause If You Bullshitin Youll One Who Get Erased This Niggas Murkin Out Pussy Nigga In Broad Day, And Where Ever U Get Caught Slipping At Thats Where You Lay, And Like They Say Nigga No Face No Case As Long As This Goons Are Lurkin The Streets Aint Save The More Rounds You Shoot A Nigga The Less Aim It Take Its Murkin Season So You Pussys Stay Out The Way
[Chorus:]
You Caught Slippin Crackers Goin To Find Your Ass Not Breathin, 100 Holes In Your Ass And Your Body Licking, Nigga Ridin With Them Drums Nigga For A Reason, Down Here We In The Middle Of Murkin Season [x2]
[Verse 2:]
And Murkin Season Dont End This Shit Get Around, It Aint Neva Dropping Murkin Season Dont Slow Down Its Impossible Too Many Choppers Floating Round This Young Niggas They Sick With It With Dat Four Pound,They Cut It 12 And All They Talk About Is Murkin Out,Old Lady Said She Woke Up By That Chopper Sound, Said She Gat Out Of Bed And Laid Right Down From What I Heard Them Crackers Found 120 Rounds, Four Mother Fucking Dead Bodys Layin On The Ground, Nigga Bend On It Now Who Gonna Get Offer? Running Your Fuck Box You Better Watch How You Choose Your Words And Niggas Sendin Treats Pussy You Gat Alot Of Nerves, Nigga Leav Your Mother Fucking Brains On The Curve This Aint The Eightis Dawg Niggas Gettin Murk Every Where You Turn You See Dead Niggas On T-Shirts Every Time I Pass By The Graveyard I See A Herb
[Chorus:]
You Caught Slippin Crackers Goin To Find Your Ass Not Breathin, 100 Holes In Your Ass And Your Body Licking, Nigga Ridin With Them Drums Nigga For A Reason, Down Here We In The Middle Of Murkin Season [x2]
[Verse 3:]
Not Respecting This Streets What Gat You Niggas Fucked, That Pussy Nigga Aint Bout It He Know How To Play Tough, Runnin Your Dick Suck In Flag Would Get You Chopped Up I Know Plenty Of Niggas Like You Dat Done Gat Touched You Talk Alot Cause You Gat A Chopper That Iant Enough I Know 100 Niggas With Choppers Blowing Your A Bust, You Gat The Mind For A Killer But You Aint Gat The Nuts You Gat The Front Game Down Packed But You Aint Gat The Nut, You Probably Gat Off Before But You Aint Wack Nothing, And You Cant Play Games Boy The Streets Real Trying To Impress A Mother Fucker Goin To Get You Niggas Killed Murkin Season Is Official Boy This Shit For Real
[Chorus:]
You Caught Slippin Crackers Goin To Find Your Ass Not Breathin, 100 Holes In Your Ass And Your Body Licking, Nigga Ridin With Them Drums Nigga For A Reason, Down Here We In The Middle Of Murkin Season [x2]
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