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"Glory"

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

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

Thursday

Y'all fuck up it's worth life
Huh, you niggaz me right
Uggh, for persian white
I go to of christ
Search a
to cut a nigga for his merchandise
My niggaz ball for
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on corn flakes
To make em frosted
Oh, jewels on my neck
say the Lord I'm saved
My shit some cake
You think you can afford a
But yo your men should
That my crew, we to blow
Treat you cats Martin Lawrence
And motherfuckin end your
I say no
What don't you the N or O
that nigga Jigga said
Yo, you friend or foe
So respect my
I'm a
And wit the gun
Is the only a nigga plays catch or kiss
Check the list, how many necks I
Who expected this,
Blow over night, or even sex a
But she catch everytime I hit her off
On my dick so bad I Cochran to get her off
Ask my nigga
Or my other nigga Mr.
The point we get
To it that you get across
And like you, get mad and wanna holler rape
But you in the burbs'
business is on the holidays

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

Eh, yo I just wanna wit ya'll
I wanna rhyme
I just need to wit ya'll
How feel about me
Yo, I think I'm hot
when I rhyme
Niggas grab dick and diddy bop
Then pull skully down
And put their ice on
they don't trust a nigga
And walk around the
Like they bout to crush a
I get a nigga mad enough to when he snuff a
No to boast
Yo, I fuck and bust a nigga
You got to love a
The way I what
Cause out they fuckin throwin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not carin they wind up
Next day same ice along the lineup
Ya'll time up
No to trouble you
I'll your kids quicker than B.C.W
you mad about? I see a lot of tightened jaws
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 her, it's 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 want her
on wit that
You a hoe
But when the leaves
You around and miss the hoe
Oh, I'm the type to kiss the hoe and the hoe
Choke and threaten to kill her, like her 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 and I know Mason
But the best nation
Nigga is
So let me somethin
Yo, you change my livin
robbery's a holiday
Call it
you a turkey
Talkin bout you weight
Nigga you had soul mates, I had cell
But now I've been in the same hummers
For the three summers
And my dice loves me
and stays on the three numbers