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The nigga, what

Lord please have
And forgive Michael Young as
The coolest nigga,

I the Lord
But sometimes like that I love me more
I love the peace and I the war
I love the seas and I love the
No love for no beach; baby, law
But she doesn't see; therefore, I
I trick, I fall, run up in raw
I love her all my heart
Every vein, every vessel, every bullet
With flower that I ever took apart
She said 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 glow green with the logo of our dreams
The purpose of our
The obscene obsession for the
She would be my queen, I be her king
Together, she would me cool
And we would both

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

The coolest nigga,

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

And so our reign
The Her and I, caine
No weather man could ever stand when her and I
Hella hard, umbrella,
Put plywood over Pella
And pray to God that the flood
Cause you gon' a sub til he does reply
And not one of Jared's; you it's all arid
And e'eryt'ing's irie, supply
That means another July my endless summer
was just the eye of the Unger, Felix
Cause he is the amongst the
outstanding achieving up-and-comers
The ones had deadbeat daddies and well-to-do mommas
But not well enough to keep 'em us
The ones were fighting in class who might not pass
Rap record pressured to at a life not fast
Can you it?
Is I got asked
Do I her?
Said, I don't
got my heart, Game got my soul
One missing sunshine will never hurt your soul
Quote to a crying, dishonored baby
Who's the mama to the daughter that I had fathered from
My new lady gave me a Mercedes and a with a solid gold key
Like the of a car, the opener of a door, or two pounds of raw
You me a baby, but what about lately?
Then ha-ha-ha-ha-ha'd 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, these are the of The Cool
to go and make you fail from your school
And seek unholy grails a fool
And with the players of the pool
of the hustle
No up above you, no hell underneath ye
And no one receive thee
So no tear when we're not here
And keep your faith as we
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