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Mr. Lil One - Karma

[Mr. Lil
my G's at sippin Mickey's and wearing Dickies
Throwin up your set a neck full of hickies
No I'm not but I live la vida loca
Buckin down you socas that be out your bocas
Mota for the smokers, for the nose
Peace to all my niggas be talkin shit to hoes
Clothes always screamin out f**k peace
Nigga I'm from the where the devil never sleeps
Deep into the bangin started slangin tryin to it
Run up on my shit, you got to murder me to it
tried to fake, tried to make 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 crystal a mothaf**ka dismissed
Every thing you love, and every thing
Don't mean a f**kin thing when a mothaf**kas

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

[Mr. Lil

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

[Mr. Lil One(Talkin)]
Yeah, this is to all you back bitches
All you two faced
You mothaf**kin out there
You who you are
You got karma for that ass
Karma for all the seasons