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Mr 3 2 2 Hell And Back

keeps me tremendous Tall Can keeps me tremendous X-Raided keeps me tremendous and these be my brothers an they keep me in this Big Nation keeps me tremendous Capone, and

could only be real) [Buddha Monk] Life's a scheme, false covenants and shattered dreams Crack fiends, my third eye's seen Now this is Hell, now beyond

world and all its different kind of poses (WOO!) Crush you like roaches, that's keepin the crowd movin (HAA!) Mr and the dancers, who said "Culture consumin?" Never face, he ????? ????? and

have a nether chest Inna badman place Real mckoy and gangsta Police ask question get no answer Inna night, inna day, mr knight, mr kay, mr smith and western

Verse 3:] Bitch made, plain and simple Your girl don't give you wop She lay you back and play with your nipples All that tough talk is sweet And yo' ass

That'll crush your heart and discourage your courage Destroy your sole purpose on this eartly surface The rawest, I'm flawless call me Mr. Perfect Cock back

way too much And I'm too gone, y'all niggas can talk on (Verse 3 - Fabolous) They call me Mr., Pleasebelieveit, believe it please I put the pump in ya mouth, and

Got a bitch name Jessica that would challenge any competitor And come back with the highest grade of weed the hell with the replica And when my grandfather

-buck forest Without the dollars, more lies that Morris You know how it go, for con artists I remember block parties and, 22's And light and serious and, a funny crew And