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Ohh, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeahGonna sing you a little songYeah yeah, baby I’ve never been that kind of niggaTo write a love song, oh noAt least a real one (But this is the one)I can’t believe it but I think I found my babyCos boy she really got me goin’And I don’t understand, this

Superbitches

Uh, what what what whatLivin ProofYo Yo Yo YoTQWhat what what what whatSuperbitchesWhat Yo Yo WhatUHEvery long time agoFrom my brother NalBrawl came lifting your paperGot to goI think about it every nightAfter the shows overHere’s the situation for those who don’t knowI met her at the SuperbowlHad to snatch her off one of the

Hold It Down

KB, Vandalz (yeah yeah yeah)‘Bout mineY’all know how we do itYeah (’bout mine)This is for them soldiers (keep it goin’)All day, everyday (yeah yeah yeah) I’ve got so much trouble on my mindRefuse to loseI got my windows seedy, county line’s still onNow what the hell is goin’ on?This nigga been around the world and

Grind

We on a grind y’all, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeahWhat, we on a grind y’all, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah I often dream of better daysAnd different time (different time)And I just don’t know a better wayFor me to get mineThat’s why I got to shineThe game been good to meAin’t nothing gonna stop my grind (nothing gon stop

Ghetto

G-H-E-T-T-OThis is how you start oneWhere you started fromOn a mission to checkNo doubt, got thatI need a couple of minutes to bring the thought backGot that I never let another mothafuckaTell me what to slang aboutEspecially when my only intentionIs to tell you what I’m thinkin’ nowSang a song to tell you about hustlin’Another

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