you home, Let you sleep in my clothes, Roll some weed The homies ain't gotta know Get you high Keep it on the low All this paper I fold Meetin' fuckin
shots with 22's with my socks with the butt hangin out the chalk You never seen time I travel across the mean crime My rolls like a million dollar bills folded
get a piece, fuck em! [Soul] They kill you to control ya (PAY) top dollar for your soul [both] Real niggaz don't fold, straight souljah! [Pac] Can't
And We In Nigger We Headed To The Tele Then We Out In The Wind Nigger Shit We Paper Chasing Again Nigger That Pull Out The Folds Nigger, Millionaire
now GGG-UNOT! [The Game] 300 Bars and Runnin Just loan me your ears for 15 minutes Walk with me Here the breakdown, pass the doja, .45 in the holster Hollow tips'll fold
, he between the legs He see the head, it's my baby boy 11:46, the head out, she screaming, making crazy noise Pain is love, my stomach folding like
Get It Real Life Arizona By The Cargo Battle Field Soldier Im Out Here Till The Box Close [Chorus] [Verse 2: Gorilla Zoe] Spark Plugs, Screwdriver Had To Get The Car 10
start; I ain't never been no fuckin lame Here I go with Waka Flocka, here I go with Gucci Mane One of a kind - that Memphis 10 runnin through my bloodstream
(feat Chamillionaire) Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas plays, Fold em' let em' hit me, raise it, baby stay with
To see you when I wake up is a gift I didn't think could be real to know that you feel the same as I do is a three fold utopian dream you do something
full of schemes, my crew's rollin fresh out the greens Give you what you never seen, the ips on the Mac-10 It's 2:10 in the A.M. in the streets of Queens
laughing*) Ya know I shit, after I shits on the bitch The bitch, ya know, washed that shit off or whatever (Ohhh shit!) [Puff Daddy] Come on, yeah (repeat 10
