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The nigga, what

Lord have sympathy
And forgive Young history as
The coolest nigga,

I the Lord
But sometimes it's like that I me more
I the peace and I love the war
I love the seas and I 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 her with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel, every lodged
every flower that I ever took apart
She that she would give me greatness, status
above the others
My face would covers
Of the of the hustlers
Paper, the likes of which I had never seen
Her eyes glow green with the logo of our
The purpose of our
The obscene for the bling
She would be my queen, I be her king
Together, she would me cool
And we would both

And I would feel pain
And be without pleasure, ever again
And if the stops and everything's dry
She would cry just so I can drink the tears her eyes
She'd teach me how to fly, cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall and I plummet the sky
But she will keep me high, and if I die
She would monuments on her bosom to him
Or she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven, set the fires in
And be

The nigga, what

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

And so began our
The Her and I, caine
No weather man could stand when her and I came
hard, umbrella, whatever
Put plywood over panes
And pray to God that the subside
Cause you need 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 my endless summer
That was just the eye of the Unger,
Cause he is the amongst the
Younger achieving up-and-comers
The ones that had deadbeat daddies and well-to-do
But not well enough to 'em from us
The ones were fighting in class who might not pass
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, Game got my
One time missing sunshine will hurt your soul
to a crying, dishonored 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
Like the starter of a car, the opener of a door, or two of raw
You gave me a baby, but what lately?
Then right up in her face, G
There's fish in the sea
I'm on my to be

The coolest nigga,

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

Come, are the tales of The Cool
Guaranteed to go and make you fail your school
And seek unholy grails a fool
And hang with the players of the
of the hustle
No heaven up above you, no hell ye
And no one will thee
So shed no tear when we're not
And your faith as we chase
The