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want you to be around When we come home, we pull the curtains down Making sure that the TV is on From off to on From off to on
and got my own video show on t.v., what [Redd] Should of seen it I was right there, when a problem jumped off Rounds got dumped off, leaving niggas bumped off
body'll be on ice This dirty game ain't nothing nice, don't let it jack knife own ya I'm knocking on boys do's for my feddy, I'ma warn ya From Texas
throw a toast to me Cause I'm off the red eye flight Flyin for the ladies in the tights Tell me what you like Fast or slow? In my car or on dubs? A straight
I been trapped down And f**ked since day one This industructional style of mine ain't no fun Where I'm from You sure to see about 10 ni**az in a bedroom Eating off
Take all you can from me I've got weak constitution I'm led so easily So easily And she's trying to sleep it off With her head on my shoulder And I'm
! - Get, get, get gully! (yeeeah!) We get gully! - And we get money! Them schemin'-ass chicks can't get shit from me! (yeeeah!) [50 Cent:] Tear drops from
and shake it on the field show em what's up I'm on flight... 187, 187 Departure from the hood destination hell or heaven 187, 187 Departure from the
I'm a psycho, Mariah aint got shit on me when I retire I'll be spittin baby food on people a tent siege on ranch, huddled up next to her with Hello Kitty slippers on
I been thru in my hood made my heart cold I get to poppin off that thang like I'm loco No sense in coppin pleas when you see my knife out (knife out)
then I will It's me and 50 Cent my nigga Live in trife, and thats real Talkin shit on us, thats like pullin out a knife and dont kill Thats on for treal (?) I'm on
the reason that Rouger, ain't got no shots And when I squeeze, I tend to keep on squeezin' If your lucky, you can run, and keep on breathin' (yeah) When my knife