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I'm in floss mode, I might shoot anybody that's approaching Hit a nigga be it a bitch, cause I ain't ready to dig my ditch Any given time I look like new money, to somebody that

what about the hoes bow?- I keep em on deck S.O.D money gang L.B.W we up next And if it aint about no money then i aint talking to ya fake niqqas dont

black card no fraud I'm an extension cord I'm a lightning rod I'm a lion roar I'm a dinosaur I'm a sinus minus the nose I'm a cold I'm raw than a temperature

around talkin bout guns like I ain't got none What you think I sold 'em all? Cause I stay well off Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off What

Then I could tell that she wanted to fuck me She said lets get dinner and I had a fit At ten dollars a plate I said fuck that shit Yo, that's the main

like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits The gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethal Niggaz know, the flow that I kick, there's no refill I'm murderin

is for diligent [Wyclef] What about the "E", the "F", the "G", the "H", the "I", the "J?!" I'm in my P.J.'s, I'm drinkin' O.J.! Ha Ha! [Lauryn] The big

Niggas Is Bangin The Nyc Makin Bullshit Threats On The M.I.C. I Don't Wake Up In Cold Sweats When I Sleep I Live Comfortably With A Red Rag Tied Around

I'm too sexy for jail like I'm Right Said Fred I'm not guilty, now GIMME back my bread Mr. District Attorney I'm not sure if they told you I'm on TV every