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"Glory"

I'm now!
Ha! Ha!
I'm now!
They should have never let me in the muthafuckin b!
done fucked up lettin me in Un
They done did it to man!

Eh yo, you see him
Cam in the BM
Wit the
To G 'em
Wit in Korea
the leer jet flight

Thursday

Y'all up it's worth your life
Huh, you niggaz me right
Uggh, for persian white
I go to church of
a life
First to cut a for his merchandise
My niggaz ball for
Sprinkle ten of coke on their corn flakes
To make em frosted
Oh, these on my neck
say the Lord I'm saved
My shit some cake
You think you can a date
But yo your men should
That my crew, we to blow
Treat you cats Martin Lawrence
And motherfuckin end your
I say no
What you understand the N or O
that nigga Jigga said
Yo, you either or foe
So respect my
I'm a
And wit the gun
Is the only time a plays catch or kiss
Check the list, how necks I twist
Who expected this,
Blow over night, or sex a bitch
But she feelings everytime I hit her off
On my so bad I need Cochran to get her off
Ask my Digga
Or my other nigga Mr.
The point we get
To it that you get across
And cats you, get mad and wanna holler rape
But you in the burbs'
Your business is on the

Now my up north niggas at
Wha What!
Now my down south niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my side niggas at
Wha What!
Now my west side niggas at
Wha What!
Now my Harlem World niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Iraq at
Wha What!
Now my N.O.R niggas at
Wha What!
Now my Cam'ron niggas at
Wha What!

Eh, yo I just wanna walk wit
I don't rhyme
I just to talk wit ya'll
How ya'll feel me
Yo, I I'm pretty hot
when I rhyme
Niggas grab they dick and bop
Then pull skully down
And put ice grill on
they don't trust a nigga
And around the club
Like they bout to crush a
I get a nigga mad enough to when he snuff a
No need to
Yo, I fuck around and bust a
You got to a nigga
The way I rhyme
out west they fuckin throwin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not where they wind up
Next day same ice grill along the
niggas' time up
No to trouble you
I'll snatch your kids quicker B.C.W
What you mad about? I see a lot of tightened
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, really liking
Not to nag her, if I can bag her
It ain't if I can have her, HOW I'm gonna have her
I'm a lay her like a
On her
On the mat
out that you wanna act
We ran her
You her back?
on wit that
You a hoe
But the bitch leaves
You fuck and miss the hoe
Oh, I'm the to kiss the hoe and diss the hoe
Choke and to kill her, like her last name's Carlissimo
Listen yo, the hoe and get her dough
was Pryor like Richard yo
See I done around the world
See I met and I know Mason
But still the nation
is donation
So let me somethin
Yo, you can't my livin
robbery's a holiday
Call it
you a turkey
Talkin bout you weight
you had soul mates, I had cell mates
But now I've been in the three hummers
For the same summers
And my dice loves me
and stays on the three numbers