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Mr. Lil One - Karma

[Mr. Lil
Where's my G's at sippin Mickey's and wearing
Throwin up your set with a neck of hickies
No I'm not Ricky but I live la vida
Buckin down you socas that be talkin out your
Mota for the smokers, coka for the
Peace to all my that be talkin shit to hoes
Clothes always creased screamin out f**k
Nigga I'm from the streets the devil never sleeps
Deep into the bangin started slangin to make it
Run up on my shit, you got to murder me to it
Never tried to fake, tried to it the way I can
Cause man made the money, never made the man
Listen to the whistle, your fingers on the pistol
F**kin wit that makes a mothaf**ka dismissed
Every thing you love, and every thing
Don't a f**kin thing when a mothaf**kas sprung

Leave it you're f**kin up holmes
You're doin em wrong, doin em wrong
You're doin em wrong, for all the wrong
You got a Karma all the four seasons

[Mr. Lil

Any ways, just day but I'm livin
Givin it all I got for my Tot
Hustlin my makin sure it's in your spot
Bumpin down block hear it every where you walk
Hocus Pokus I was faded when I this
PCP smokers who the lokest
Bury you, I'm darin you, see if I put in you
No air in you, left, when I leave you hung
and hair nets, youngsters and vets
Throwin up their sets out f**ked the rest
Let the loose, gettin faded off the juice
I'm fightin to get rich while you're over a bitch
Mothaf**k you both, I'm stickin to my
Terrorfy you when you hear about my riches
It's not about my salary all about reality
I'm tryin to feed my family so why you mad at me

[Mr. Lil One(Talkin)]
Yeah, is to all you back stabbing bitches
All you two hipocrits
You haters out there
You who you are
You got some karma for ass
Karma for all the four