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this bitch suck my dick so so well
then i woke up the morning with no lot i was like WHAT THE HELL?
checking my pants pockets for possible numbers or addrese
thinking when i fine this slut i'm leave her ass a blody mess
ok... got sumthing know where her people sleep at
i was like biggie came thru tha door with tha 4/4 her dady grab a bat
looks homes i just want to holla at yo daughter
possilbe slap around and bit but i wont commits to sluaghter
this bitch ass nigga wanst even her father
told me she jack niggaz all the time so why even bordther
puch im grill then ran up the stairs
KESHA WHERE YOU AT HOE? talking about she need it for buss fair
i was alight coo, but you known what you got to do
suck a nigga off, while i'll eat the rest of yo BBQ
NEXT TOPIC
YOU WOKE UP IN THE MORNING AND YO DICK WAS MISSING
LOL
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oh shit my dicks missin and im fuckin hung over
all i know is i shouldnt have had lorraina bobbit come over
if i get a hard on ill fuckin bleed to death
if i gotta go shes goin to, bitch done breathed her last breath
choke this bitch like she's deep throatin a 13 inch dick
let her know i aint playin and she aint that slick
you gonna die bitch where the fuck is my cock
your fuckin kidding,garbage disposle-time to cock the glock
next topic: you wake up with a tran-sexual in the morning and ur ass hurts
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what the fuck is he doing in my bed?
Am i tran-sexual or maby i am a gay?
damn my ass hurts, i cant go to the toilet and make shit in it
thats fucking sad and i think in my freinds eyes im finished
but w8 a moment, take deep breath
open ur eyes and dont get wet
chill out and think about this situation
yeah i know i need a deep ass penetration
i dont want to have hive or aids
becouse some some gay put his dick in rump
eh, its not so funny anymore
i reala must go to the doc-tor
NEXT TOPIC: AND1 is comercial shit
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Money is now explicit, not doing it for the sport
There lifes isnt about b ball,simply in port and export
so distrught because there million dollar pay check hasnt arrived
while not helping our brotheres who are staying deprived
first account was nike air" we love this game"
but since and1 the game wont return the same
commercilized because of greed,need,hunger and power
damn, it happened so rapidly, it could all end in an hour.
blah.what a fucking pathetic topic!!
next topic- silence your critics
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critics are basicly the same as haters in one way or another
the only way to silence them would be to butt fuck their mothers
fucked up aint it? well thats what they get fuckin with a deranged lunatic
butt fuck their moms then make her lick the shit off my dick
their mouths drop and the only noise is mommy guzzling my nut
amazed?how you think you was conceived?ur moms a grade A slut
next topic: just got out of the penitentary, what you gonna do?
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smell that fresh air
no more 6 by 9 cell so glad im outta there
no more fellonies to commit which damage my soul
theres no way im gettin thrown back in that hole
i think ill go get a job
so i dont have to wait in alleyways for people to rob
yeh a job with good income
so i can support my family and my daughter dosnt think daddys a bum
but i dont think and employer will risk it
garbage man sortin through rubble is more realstic
next topic: tupac and biggie, your opinion on what happend to them
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what happen to tupac was how a real nigga should be able to go out as/
shot up is not best way but he went out like a true soldier and lyrics is what he smashed/
he told it how it was supposed to be said no shit to make sound good/
cause he was always one of us from the streets and straight hood/
thats why niggas respect pac for what he was in the culture of hip hop/
but all it took to end a legend carrer was all but one shot/
and biggie to me was my gangster role model that i wanted to be/
cause he was a real nigga that took alot of young artist off their feet/
he had a that spark that style that is always one of a kind/
cause he would kill lyrics like they was meant to be killed he was meant to shyne/
but west and east coast fuck upped him and pac comin together/
but i know they respect one anther and they was niggas forever/
R.I.P pac and biggie
NEW TOPIC:hate the game but got to stay in it
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the game is rough, only far and few ever make it
its like rollin dice, crap out it'll leave you naked
money is the root of all evil, and the heart of the game
day to day drama, leaves you paranoid and insane
watchin ur back cause everyones out for your paper
learn to decifer who's real and who's a hater
no room for fuck ups cause a fuck up could cost it all
play the game to win young g and stack ur money grip tall
next topic: your baby needs some diapers and ur broke
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Just fucken around
I stole some diapers from the store
I robbed a whore, tripped on a cord
oh no i fell, this shit is so dumb
man im hungry, toss me a plum
Gotta buy them diapers, but im broke
So I sold coke, to them old folks as a practical joke
Write about in first person what u would do at a football game if u were down by one point and had only 20 secs left at the 50 yard line
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my legs are past tired, but i'm desperate to win
the presperation speeding up, feel the sweat on my skin
the opposition on the line stares me down, looking wild
but i just smile, as the quarterback screams out down
hut, and the ball hikes, i run through and recieve the pig
i crack a grin, as my stiffed arm forces the lost of wind
and the last safety falls, as his helmet spins round
while the announcer screams, and the ref yells touchdown....
you are waiting in line at the D.M.V. and as the line moves slowly, a man enters and tries to rob you. what do you do...?
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in line i chill,drove wreckless but never killed,still i feel,remorse......
plotted off course,a man behind me his voice is hoarse.....
says i could shoot you,you should give me ya money,no actin funny.....
empty cocaine bags,not even a numby,no food in his tummy.....
so he actin crazy and not rational,heres what would happen......
nothin factual,just a quick slip of tha wrist,over the gun.....
catch one leg as i grab him he trys to run,its never fun,he had a son.....
but bein broke he couldnt cope,went from sellin to shootin dope....
what i suppose,but he came in wavin,so i left him with abrasions....
now he locked up and his kid needs raisin.......
if you decided to raise his kid..............
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if a kid was a bastard then i can see myself lending a hand
especially if me and the mommy were signed to a long term plan
of course id have my own lil ones but he'd get the same treatment
as if he was conceived into his mother with my own semen
having a good father can make a big difference in a kids life
i should know cause my life was fucked up, my pops was jive
next topic: your lost in the wrong hood,what do you do?
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every 20 paces i look over my shoulder
i know i shouldnt be here cause i see 5 guys and my heart races
they wearin red im wearin blue this isnt good
im not even a crip but that dosnt mean they wont trip
and try waste me in this gutter i turn around and start to walk fast
i hear from behind stop motherfucker then i hear the blast
it missed so over fences i hop
man am i gonna cop it when they catch up
wait fates swingin my way my boy just pulled up in his HK
i jump in the back and then wonder why are these guys shootin at me
i aint black
next topic: its not your day and the guy who gives you shit at school wont let up
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What a sticky situation I'm facing. Being surrounded by a pack of once incarcirated homo sapiens. I'm on the wrong side of the wall. Play cool I won't be said fool who's loot gets parted from him. Possession taken by them I'll Sin to defend my life force given by HIM. Keep composure because thugs smell fear Eye contact head nod fist balled up for self protection. Look son dead in the eyes and straight up asked him for directions to vacate this section never to return. He tells me to keep straight here, and here I turn. Thanking the man relieved, but my heart still beats swift followed the directions to the hilt, so why I am in the middle of this alley with blood on the walls my mind goes on tilt. "I've been set up" Seems I'll have to fight to the death surrounded by suffering on the right, and pain on the left. Pangs of distress fill my stomach as two dudes tell me "whatever you have valuable nigga run it Or get lilo and stitched" Mama didn't raise no fool, no sucka either I pretend to go into seizure, mouth foaming eyes rolled back. Rolled over broken glass, but I had to keep up the act. Pain seized my neck and my back, but my assailants detract and subtract one by one, and one by one I pretend to be dying till there's an army of none. Pick glass out my ass and run. Till I'm home free home sweet so relieved while I'm htting the rum. Now I've learned to Mapquest when I leave my home. Because one false turn could've left me with dents in my dome.
Subject: Plan the perfect heist.
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my perfect heist would be to rob that bitch P.Miller//
i don't need a plan, i'll just run up on him like a colombian guerilla//
shootin everyone in sight, i'll be the last standing//
i'm just taking aint no use in demanding//
fuck it i aint scared, just a bit damn nutty//
now everyones dead, what am i gonna do with all this money//
next topic:someone pulls a pistol on you, what you do?