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8Ball If I Die

these streets are doing to us You know what I'm saying? I was thinking I was telling my homie If I were to name all the people that I knew That was not

these streets are doing to us You know what I'm saying? I was thinking I was telling my homie If I were to name all the people that I knew That was not

get high Realize, how many classics I gave you Perhaps if you think back you'll realize that I made you [Chorus] [Nas] You can't be me, I'm tryin to

scandalous bitches, make for happy feds I’m making my duty to cuss em Out, cause I just don’t trust em And if you tell on me I’m bombin on betty Bitch

Yo I give a fuck if y'all niggaz hate me I drop bodies off where the lakes be But lately, I've been hitin cribz And safes where the cake be I take three

rapper (Chorus) (2x) But I can't stop this pimpin I just can't stop this pimpin But I can't stop this pimpin I just can't stop this pimpin (8 Ball) I

Jesus up When I say I’m bout my gwop, I don’t me a-molie It’s like I’m being watched, I don’t me a rollie I’m half past 7?o clock all by my lonely Spits

she living right but I tell her she dead wrong and I don't care if she all fat or she all slender and I ain't T-Pain but this what I told the bartender

wanna know why, it's mad simple Even in the winter, still pull a baller wit my jimmies Drive a Ta-hoe, wit plenty cash flow He know, anything I touch I blow And I