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N.O.R.E, the
comin
(Timbaland, SHUT THE UP)
Tryin to be out in '98, you ???
(Im tryin to watch movie)
This the shit
(Shut the UP!!!!!)
'98, its

Ay Yo, Ay yo, Regardless of rain or snow, sleet or
I kick street tales, niggas like i'm sprewell
state, holding your fate in the palm of my hand
blow you like its part of the plan
i gotta call it like i see it, talk it i be it
my walk, thugged out orthopedic
cause i'm soon to be up, give me room me heat up
niggas try to me like abdul lerima, follow the leader
make me go extra hard, yo should i hold back or show the repirtore
quit at 16 or throw in extra bars just for the
i them why its so hard to reach us
i get pussy with my features
puff heavenly, see me at 6'1" weigh a 70
catch me in spots yall niggas be
packed in green bay
harlem week to day
acapella, no dj
98 live, no
make it seem easy, so tell a to tell a friend
that its them again, nature noreaga, gremlins

Pun]
Yo, yo, on the rocks
pour on the fort lazura
salad with cabbage
pork and applesauce
twin connection, disrepect your body cave in
pump the shotty guagin, hit the shorty while he training
i playing, i'm truly the worst
simply the to get his whole body fully reversed
uzi it hurts, you double-dead
i'ma a bubble-head, i never listen to nothing my mother
ay yo i niggas ransom for money
like johhny
been sonning for so long
i think i got a
my passion is money, a stash and a
that ask questions but will blast anybody
thats my kind of girl, of world i want to live in
not a cell or a or in hell's armageddon
just a ghetto
where my niggas control the
we know the riddles of life others know only a little

yo, yo been in rich places, sick
seen my story on 6,666
wages, i wrote six
and at the dice games, i caught six cases
all big faces, now it's tipped laces
to dig faces, but the bang it ain't
bitch spaces, niggas up they rib cages
cats to rip places
lip tastes, but the Cam is in big races?
but i in import the pig places
but the world the girl though
i her off a furlough
be up, hook me up
all your sales be luck
question for these ducks is
baby girl can we
you the that need a wife
L-o-x told yall the key to life
asshole, yo i play around
i lay it
around, i spray around
flick a biscuit, risk it
my ass, you can or kiss it

(Styles)
Ain't no niggas in the more thorough than this
(Bust off) and sit the hot barrel on your lips
2 thirds of a brick (Paniero and 'Kiss)
And kiss the crystal white fluffy in the (back of a whip)
(See the plan is to stash all), and yall
(The so strong), they gotta put it glass jars
Niggas try to me out, (mope me out)
the rims on my new joint be poking out
(I'm about to no feelings, shit is deep)
Do they dance with the devil when sleep
(I up gripping the air, wishing the hit)
Shit they kick in ya ear,
when your soul be in air
My gift is half-rotten when I spit it
That shit'll down my eye,
I'm too to cry,
(and I ain't never seen a nigga too live to die)
(They say you get you ask for)
So get it 'cause you for it
(If a nigga ain't a thief) then he better the cash for it
And we be around til ya body rot
And if the feds bring us in we get the same time got

What! What! What! What!

yo,yo! ay yo, two ways into the hood, one plain
the other smoke chronic like straight to the
ay yo lets get loose, straight, with tomato juice
queens stallion, my guns, italian
now yall niggas recognize
i the best hood, o-t with tim westwood
used to be on 8, now my section is good
thugged out niggas, we eat as as we could
and i don't give a fuck what! yo i my shit
and i don't a fuck what! you can save your shit
yall niggas like extra on my dick
listen to bob marley, you funny niggas like steve
frontin live with a army
i play the guy too, i'll smoke wit you
but the realness, i ain't got no for you
why i never do a song with you
not even if your mom fucked the crew
and to give us head and swallow too
i say no, no is no, no can doe
ya drinking henneray, drinking my flow
yo, shit thug shit what what
the fuck is the deal
thugged out


terror
this shit is official