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?Don’t know why I’m folding?Illegal substance controlling, still outdoors rolling(x2)

[Virtual Vicky]Now TLC will challenge Goodie MobTo a game of ghetto laser tagWhen they say ‘What it is’You scream ‘What it ain’t’

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We got that fie fie, we got that fie fieWe got that fie fie delish (x2)

When the scene unfoldsYoung girls thirteen years oldExpose themselves to any Tom, Dick, and HankGot mo’ stretch marks than these hoesHollin they got rankSee Sega aint in this new world order Dem experimenting in Atlanta, GeorgiaUnited Nations, overseasthey trained assassins to do search and seizeAint knocking or askingDem coming for niggas like mePo’ white trash, like theyTricks like her back in slaveryConcentration camps lace with gas pipes linesInferno’s outdoors like they had backWhen Adolf Hitler was living in 1945Listen to me now, believe meLater on in the future look it …

[Big Gipp]We fixin’ run this shitWe fixin’ to put our own shit out

ShitAnd we come to winWe gon’ hit all the hemispheresBottom dirty south, yeah

[Cee-Lo]Mmmm.. this particular song right here is..dedicated to the black womanAnd it doesn’t pertain to all black womenbecause some of y’all disrespect y’allselfbecause you don’t know who you are in the first placeThis is out of common respect, for all women periodWord up, like this song, yo

Uh-huh, Ben Hill Been RealIll Trill SouthwestY’all niggas wanna do somethin’ with it?Y’all niggas wanna do somethin’ with it?Chorus:Now from that ghettoghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghettoGot one foot in, one foot out…of the ghettoghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghettoThat’s why I know the things I know!In the ghettoghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghettoAnd some of my friends done died befo’in the ghettoghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghettoThat’s why I can’t seem to let goChiefton:How do you feel when you judge quickAnd you all up in my face and I ain’t even spit?Just like them folk that say …

Backbone:One timeUh for these freaky hoes I lustBut I’m still flickin ashes a lot of other motherfuckers snort dustBut that’s they thangA lot of us fall victim somehowBut that’s that gameWon’t try to explainFrom books to bricksNow I see crooks and tricksCaught up in the mixOf everyday in every way but the rightI control the substance my people fiend for at nightLord knows I do wrongSound like the same old songA lot of niggas singingHomeboys conceal your weaponsCuz ain’t gon be no smokin session in heavenNo more be buckin yo …

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You know how good it can be, if I took you home with meI know the mood is right, I don’t wanna be alone tonightCome on lets dip shawty, dipLets dip shawty, dipLets dip shawty, dipLets dip shawty

Naaah I can’t do this shit y’all my stuff homeGotta nigga name all lit upThis ain’t the first time this name all lit up

featuring Debra Killings
[T-Mo]Why is it you fail, to see a manin the same hour, that his kin come grinnin?In another code, fell asleep, party mode, tryin to come upfrom the ashes that defy your lift, listen upLadies seem sweet, the ocean meets the mountain peaksStone-walker, side-walker, watch those loose lips, Wall StreetNumbers set by stock movers, buy my tip so I can touchNot for no print size, plate saint, white wasted H20Four coats’ll make it glazeBeams rooted like dogwood, between the Pine, windTwenty-fo’ stores with malt for sale, still …

I knew, I kinda pieced together what they was kinda trying to say manbecause in a way, God is everything, yaknowhatI’msayin? He he he workinthrough them crackers to save us, in a sense, knowhatI’msayin? The evilthat they do. I mean he made the devil, you understand whatI’msayin?So the evil that they do it it, I mean knowhatI’msayin, it’s onlysupposed to bring something outta us in a way, ya understand, so is itbad, understand whatI’msayin? Is it bad that they are the way they arebecause it it …