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"Glory"

I'm now!
Ha! Ha!
I'm now!
They have never let me in the muthafuckin game b!
They 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
Take the leer jet

Thursday

Y'all fuck up it's your life
Huh, you niggaz heard me
Uggh, for that persian
I go to church of
a life
First to cut a nigga for his
My niggaz for weight
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on their flakes
To make em frosted
Oh, jewels on my neck
say the Lord I'm saved
My shit cost cake
You think you can a date
But yo men should know
That my crew, we intend to
you cats like Martin Lawrence
And motherfuckin end your
I say no
What you understand the N or O
Like nigga Jigga said
Yo, you either or foe
So respect my
I'm a
And wit the gun
Is the only time a nigga catch or kiss
Check the list, how necks I twist
Who this, Exodus
over night, or even 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 nigga Mr. Ross
The point we get
To it that you get across
And cats like you, get mad and wanna holler
But you live in the
Your business is on the

Now where my up niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my down niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my east side at
Wha What!
Now my west side niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Harlem World at
Wha What!
Now where my niggas at
Wha What!
Now my N.O.R niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my niggas at
Wha What!

Eh, yo I just walk wit ya'll
I wanna rhyme
I just to talk wit ya'll
How ya'll about me
Yo, I I'm pretty hot
Cause I rhyme
Niggas grab they and diddy bop
Then pull they down
And put their ice 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 a nigga
No to boast
Yo, I around and bust a nigga
You got to a nigga
The way I rhyme
Cause out they fuckin throwin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not carin where wind up
day same ice grill along the lineup
Ya'll niggas' up
No to trouble you
snatch your kids quicker than B.C.W
What you mad I see a lot of tightened jaws
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, really yours
Not to nag her, if I can bag her
It if I can have her, it's HOW I'm gonna have her
I'm a lay her a quarterback
On her
On the mat
out that you wanna act
We ran her
You her back?
Come on wit
You a hoe
But when the bitch
You fuck and miss the hoe
Oh, I'm the to kiss the hoe and diss the hoe
Choke and threaten to her, like her last name's Carlissimo
Listen yo, the hoe and get her dough
That was like Richard yo
See I been around the world
See I met Puff and I know
But the best nation
Nigga is
So let me somethin
Yo, you change my livin
This a holiday
Call it
Cause you a
Talkin bout you sell
Nigga you had mates, I had cell mates
But now I've been in the same three
For the three summers
And my game loves me
and on the same three numbers