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The coolest nigga,

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

I love the
But sometimes it's like I love me more
I love the and I love the war
I love the and I love the shore
No love for no beach; baby, 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 bullet
every flower that I ever took apart
She said that she give me greatness, status
Placement the others
My face grace covers
Of the of the hustlers
Paper, the likes of which I had never seen
Her eyes glow with the logo of our dreams
The of our scene
The obscene for the bling
She would be my queen, I be her king
Together, she would make me
And we would both

And I never feel pain
And never be pleasure, ever again
And if the reign stops and dry
She would cry just so I can drink the from her eyes
She'd teach me how to fly, even cushion my
If my engines ever and I plummet from the sky
But she will me high, and if I ever die
She commission monuments on her bosom to him
Or maybe she'd 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 coolest nigga,

And so began our
The Her and I, caine
No weather man could stand when her and I came
Hella hard, umbrella,
Put plywood over Pella
And pray to God that the subside
Cause you gon' need a sub til he reply
And not one of you think it's all arid
And e'eryt'ing's irie, supply
That means another July inside my summer
That was the eye of the Unger, Felix
he is the cleanest amongst the
Younger achieving up-and-comers
The ones had deadbeat daddies and well-to-do mommas
But not well to keep 'em from us
The ones that were fighting in who might not pass
Rap record pressured to laugh at a not fast
Can you it?
Is I got asked
Do I her?
Said, I don't
Streets got my heart, Game got my
One time missing sunshine will never hurt soul
Quote to a crying, dishonored mama
Who's the to the daughter that I had fathered from afar
My new lady gave me a Mercedes and a necklace with a gold key
Like the starter of a car, the opener of a door, or two of raw
You gave me a baby, but about lately?
Then ha-ha-ha-ha-ha'd up in her face, G
There's more in the sea
I'm on my to be

The nigga, what

Lord please sympathy
And Michael Young history as
The coolest nigga,

Come, these are the tales of The
Guaranteed to go and make you from your school
And seek unholy grails a fool
And hang with the of the pool
Fast-talking of the
No heaven up above you, no underneath ye
And no one will receive
So shed no tear when not here
And keep faith as we chase
The