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Woo
yeah, ay
Woo
Forgive me
Dear Father-ha
Ah (ay)
Yeah
Trap (Ay), Trap, Trap,
Ay (Ay)

Follow my commandments
You gon' see the way that I handle it
You gon' be the down
Or you gonna' get up
Its or be killed,
Get buck or get up, nigga
hit it one more time
Follow my, Commandments
my, Ghetto Commandments

[T-Pain's
Nigga, of all (all)
I'm the and last (last)
You just the to fall (fall)
I'm just the to blast (Blaw)
If you wanna us all, (all)
Then imma' to curse yo ass
And you in the park,
Underneath a bunch of and grass (yeah)
I'm the me, (me)
But I'm the of us (bust)
And you the victim, (victim)
Quenching my for blood (Ugh)
me homie, you don't want to go to work wit' us (us)
I'll turn you to ashes, (ash)
And turn verse to dust (dust)
me what's the difference between love and lust, (lust)
Because I the love, (love)
But I'm in love with (lust)
Walk up to your bitch and tell her that I would love to come up when those come (is)
leave dat crack in the of her butt (yeah)
Make her lay in a back of a back of a truck (truck)
And when she come up a squirrel,
She asking for nuts (brr)
24s on my I'm just askin' for putt (fore)
So when you to my trap you're just asking for us

[Mack Maine's
They say thou not talk, (talk)
Thou not speak, (speak)
Thou shall bow in the of a G (g)
I spray mace in a bad eye
Leave his all puffy so,
Thou not see (see)
Thou not smile
Thou shall show his teeth
I hate thou, art thou, thou shall (peat)
Thou not (Thou shall not)
Bitch I don't talk,
Shoot you in your ass and your feet,
Now how you walk?
I'm sick in the head, I in the bed
Hop up out the ocean, and I the fishermen red
So blood on the set, the cops hollerin' out 'soo-woo'
Bitch I'm from New Orleans, you know I know voo-doo
blastin', 2pac yeah hit em up
Chow down, em up
bag, get em up
Call the chef tonight, having sinners for dinner
Aint no wireless in the hood, so I aint talking twitter
I say,

[Snoop Dogg's
The run around, the rap (Rap around)
You talk, then you walk, me im shackled (sh-sh)
See me and the pigs, we fuck around (uh-uh)
That snitching in the hood, lemme' break that (break it down)
do theirs, we do ours, understand me?
I'm up, crippin with my family
And we give a fuck about the,
POs, the COs, cause we
That we goes, that we
We do time then (rol)
Now im on the block gettin' mad shit
Stacking the block cold it
Back in the lot fort locking it and you that I'm co-rockin it
Shoebox full of with a sock in it
And we in the ghetto by popping it
No or Cristal
Machine guns n' (tols)
Blaw, hood
Like that? Game (over)
See in my we crip, or dip, so
Follow me
On some shit, Biotch