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The nigga, what

please have sympathy
And Michael Young history as
The nigga, what

I love the
But sometimes like that I love me more
I the peace and I love the war
I the seas and I love the shore
No love for no baby, that's law
But she doesn't see; therefore, I
I trick, I fall, run up in raw
I love her with all my
Every vein, vessel, every bullet lodged
With flower that I ever took apart
She said she would give me greatness, status
Placement the others
My face would covers
Of the magazines of the
Paper, the likes of which I had never seen
Her glow green with the logo of our dreams
The of our scene
The obsession for the bling
She be my queen, I could be her king
Together, she make me cool
And we both rule

And I would never feel
And be without pleasure, ever again
And if the reign and everything's dry
She would cry just so I can the tears from her eyes
She'd teach me how to fly, cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall and I from the sky
But she will me high, and if I ever die
She would monuments on her bosom to him
Or maybe retire as well
A match in Heaven, set the fires in Hell
And be

The nigga, what

Lord please have
And forgive Michael history as
The nigga, what

And so began our
The Her and I, caine
No weather man could ever stand her and I came
hard, umbrella, whatever
Put plywood over panes
And to God that the flood subside
Cause you gon' a sub til he does reply
And not one of Jared's; you it's all arid
And irie, another supply
That means another July inside my endless
That was just the eye of the Unger,
he is the cleanest amongst the
Younger achieving up-and-comers
The ones that had deadbeat and well-to-do mommas
But not well to keep 'em from us
The ones that were fighting in class who might not
Rap record to laugh at a life not fast
Can you it?
Is what I got
Do I love
Said, I don't
Streets got my heart, got my soul
One time missing sunshine will never your soul
Quote to a crying, baby mama
Who's the mama to the that I had fathered from afar
My new lady gave me a and a necklace with a solid gold key
the starter of a car, the opener of a door, or two pounds of raw
You me a baby, but what about lately?
Then right up in her face, G
There's fish in the sea
I'm on my to be

The coolest nigga,

Lord please sympathy
And forgive Michael history as
The nigga, what

Come, these are the of The Cool
Guaranteed to go and make you fail from school
And seek unholy grails a fool
And with the players of the pool
of the hustle
No heaven up above you, no underneath ye
And no one receive thee
So shed no tear we're not here
And keep your faith as we
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