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"Glory"

I'm now!
Ha! Ha!
I'm now!
They should never let me in the muthafuckin game b!
done fucked up lettin me in Un
They did it to themselves man!

Eh yo, you see him
Cam in the BM
Wit the
To G 'em
Wit in Korea
Take the jet flight

Thursday

Y'all fuck up it's your life
Huh, you niggaz heard me
Uggh, for that persian
I go to of christ
Search a
First to cut a nigga for his
My niggaz ball for
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on corn flakes
To make em flakes
Oh, jewels on my neck
You'll say the Lord I'm
My shit cost cake
You think you can a date
But yo your men know
That my crew, we intend to
you cats like Martin Lawrence
And end your show
I say no
What don't you the N or O
Like nigga Jigga said
Yo, you friend or foe
So my wish
I'm a
And wit the gun
Is the only a nigga plays catch or kiss
Check the list, how many I twist
Who expected this,
Blow night, or even sex a bitch
But she feelings everytime I hit her off
On my dick so bad I Cochran to get her off
Ask my nigga
Or my other nigga Mr.
The point we get
To it that you get across
And like you, get mad and wanna holler rape
But you in the burbs'
Your business is on the

Now my up north niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my down south at
Wha What!
Now where my east side at
Wha What!
Now my west side niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Harlem World at
Wha What!
Now where my Iraq at
Wha What!
Now where my N.O.R at
Wha What!
Now where my niggas at
Wha What!

Eh, yo I just walk wit ya'll
I don't rhyme
I just need to wit ya'll
How feel about me
Yo, I think I'm hot
Cause I rhyme
grab they dick and diddy bop
Then they skully down
And put ice grill on
they don't trust a nigga
And walk the club
Like they to crush a nigga
I get a nigga mad enough to when he snuff a
No need to
Yo, I fuck and bust a nigga
You got to a nigga
The way I what
Cause out west they throwin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not carin where they up
Next day ice grill along the lineup
Ya'll niggas' up
No to trouble you
I'll snatch your kids than B.C.W
What you mad about? I see a lot of jaws
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, really liking
Not to nag her, if I can bag her
It if I can have her, it's HOW I'm gonna have her
I'm a lay her a quarterback
On her
On the mat
Found out you wanna act
We ran her
You her back?
Come on wit
You a hoe
But the bitch leaves
You around and miss the hoe
Oh, I'm the to kiss the hoe and diss the hoe
Choke and threaten to kill her, her last name's Carlissimo
Listen yo, trick the hoe and get her
That was Pryor Richard yo
See I done around the world
See I met Puff and I know
But still the nation
Nigga is
So let me somethin
Yo, you can't my livin
robbery's a holiday
Call it
Cause you a
Talkin bout you weight
Nigga you had soul mates, I had cell
But now been in the same three hummers
For the three summers
And my dice loves me
and stays on the same three