And I know that no one else will do So before I let you go I want to say... So before I let you go I want to say "i love you"
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turn it up real loud I'm just gonna rock this joint, yo go head, go head Here it go, press record All eyes over here, we about to show you You know,
town I got much love in Oakland y'all You know what I'm sayin' I been doin this shit fo' years So I'm a tell it to you juss like it happened, bitch
I was born on the mic before you went to school Talkin' 'bout pimp shit, you know whassup I wonder if you mom'll let you play that stuff Now you're
the beep, whenever, 'cause I don't sleep Two thousand, every week, take a peep, before you leap I hope you can swim if you wanna battle You're up shit
I told him, "Be careful who you be." He said, "I'ma just be me." I said, "Yeah, I see. But you don't understand what I really mean." Look at the manifest
porcupine, I part backs like a spine Cut you like a blunt and reconstruct your design I know you want to diss me, but I can read your mind 'Cuz you
just the fact you wasn't shown You'll come through this like a smurf I got you rollin' stop off the earth Represent while I been like this since birth And I
a fuel in you homie, i will ruin you, i'm talking about ruin you look, i said when i was there broke, i used to have a dream before i had a dream,
Cause it's the microphone I love, I hold her close with a tug And give her a snug hug before I plug in the plug Unrap her before I tap her to get her
further I get the ground look more mosquito Dutch burnin, other hand big Mojito I don't mean Dorito when I say {"Put some money on it"} Yeah, you ain
, and I'm a check you I start most of my raps off kinda slow Just so you could see exactly where it gonna go I make sure your body's strapped in Cause i'ma tailspin and you
Click' The Freestyle King forever is Little Flip You let me rip, the mic while you was scratchin' an' mixin' I wasn't tryin' to run shit, I just played
Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch And beg the bitch to let you sleep on the house Now its all about versace You copied my style
out the bed, Imma be gone On my grind before you even wake up Yeah, I know you love me Yeah-ah-ah I don't like no competition so I guess that I'm greedy I
before you get bumrushed at the (Wild Wild West) When I roll into the (Wild Wild West) When I stroll into the (Wild Wild West) When I bounce into the
it bump, bump I'm deep off in the trunk SWATS call it crunk The fifteen inch woofers make the beat go thump I dump clips to pros Orrator of goals