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Mind Of A Thief
02:04
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As I think of the shit I did, you wasn't there anyway
And you ain't have 2 kids and a wife depending on ya pay
Workin' hard everyday, wife barely go to work
Your family in another state, you ain't got time to hurt
Her family way past berserk, them Cali niggas crazy
Your boss on that bullshit, in ya ear DAILY
Wavy? Fuck naw!! I was in a hurt locker
Bills weighin on my shoulders, fuckin up my good posture
Fuck Oscar, grouchy wouldn't even close define me
I'm diggin through niggas shit, "What you got for me, g?"
Jewelry, take that, Playstation, take that
Oh, you got a lock on it? Nigga, I'ma break that
Gimme that!! You don't need this bullshit anyhow
Ain't like you go on dates, clothes got no style
Make a pile, pawn it, gimme all your spare change
Take the shit to Coinstar, people lookin at you strange
Stressed brain, then you come home to her BITCHIN
Daughter got homework, no food in the kitchen
She sayin you dont listen, son need a bottle
Formula on E, hit the car...THROTTLE
BIBLE? Naw, don't seem like the prayers help
Finally get to WalMart, spend what you got left
Shit yea, I done came a long way LITERALLY
Donated plasma just to get from A to B
Left her, g, you gotta learn when shit start to turn you
Welcome to The Revisional, The Dragnet Revisions 2
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I can't even lie, this game you playin got me interested
From the way your eyes lock on me some time gon be invested
You selected me among the crowd, that's a good decision
You movin like origami, girl, show me more positions
I get bored with missionary, baby, I ain't the usual
I prefer to take it places others might refuse to go
So you know I'm human crack, once I'm in the brain
Might as well say in the vein, you'll like it, baby, I'm just sayin
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Chorus:
If you a eastside nigga, let 'em know where you from
If you a southside nigga, let 'em know where you from
If you a northside nigga, let 'em know where you from
Where you from? Where you from?
Where you from? Where you from?
Now if you askin, its for certain, you don't know the Kick workin
I'm from O.C.T., but I'm a totally different person
I was lurkin up in VA and dress like I'm from GA
So girl I'm southcoast but Oak Cliff is where we play
I belay a chick down on the bed and get the nut out
Cause if she ain't real, most likely she gon get cut out
So cut out all the bullshit, this real nigga vision
I'm too real for you fakes and me to have the same vision
Betta listen when I speak, I'm from a place that make you leak
Leave ya body in a creek cause we don't like the way you speak
Hell yea, I'm that unique, ask the bitches and the freaks
I grew up on Wheatland Rd. get familiar with the street
Chorus:
If you a eastside nigga, let 'em know where you from
If you a southside nigga, let 'em know where you from
If you a northside nigga, let 'em know where you from
Where you from? Where you from?
Where you from? Where you from?
Ask me where I'm from -WAIT- let me pop my bottle top
North Carolina's in a safe I think I got it locked
Let me do the combination I'm letting my city out
Need to know my environment to know what I'm about
Headed down to Charlotte, girls name Charlotte
Stuck inside her web yes its made by Charlotte
Confused lost my phone don't know what to call it
I'm going up to Raleigh let the Tar Heels ball it
Then I'm off to Durham, hit the coach Matt Luke up
Fighting "Blue Devil" so I always put my "Dukes up"
Might catch me up in Hickory
I rep, hometown HAVELOCK, N-C.
Chorus:
If you a eastside nigga, let 'em know where you from
If you a southside nigga, let 'em know where you from
If you a northside nigga, let 'em know where you from
Where you from? Where you from?
Where you from? Where you from?
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4. |
On My Grind
02:47
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Chorus:
Bitch, you trippin, this here mine
Rap game savor, bout that time
Been at it for a minute, got a lil shine
But I ain't worried baby, I'm on my grind
These niggas lazy, way too laxed
I got a love for dough, I need my stacks
Realest nigga in this bitch, I ain't lyin
I need my bread, I'm on my grind
I'm in the streets all the time, they like "you ever home?"
Cause when they callin my responses take forever long
If you ain't talkin cash, baby, what we talkin bout?
When I visit, I'ma smash and walk back out
I'm on my grind, yea, a nigga only see the cash
Tell me what's the chance of Drizzle smackin that ass?
She said long as you can promise you gon keep it real
Well I'm from Texas, baby, it's in my blood to be trill
I'm on my grind, hit four cities in two states
And I'm bout my cake like everyday my birthday
See that was one week, imagine how my year go
I'm tryna put some chandeliers in my earlobes
Chorus:
Bitch, you trippin, this here mine
Rap game savor, bout that time
Been at it for a minute, got a lil shine
But I ain't worried baby, I'm on my grind
These niggas lazy, way too laxed
I got a love for dough, I need my stacks
Realest nigga in this bitch, I ain't lyin
I need my bread, I'm on my grind
We talkin money? Hit my email and phone dog
You bullshittin, lose my number, no phone calls
And I'm single, babygirl, don't Marsha Clark
In the bed, I'm Iron Man, call me Tony Starks
New clothes, new shoes, that's my M.O.
New everything, cool chick in the O
You know I like 'em light-skinned, I'm awready dark
And she know how it go, she just play her part
I'm on my grind, new house and a new ride
That's the goal, gotta switch it up for 25
You know I drink that Grey Goose til I get a buzz
Hit the room, get the Magnum, what it does?
Chorus:
Bitch, you trippin, this here mine
Rap game savor, bout that time
Been at it for a minute, got a lil shine
But I ain't worried baby, I'm on my grind
These niggas lazy, way too laxed
I got a love for dough, I need my stacks
Realest nigga in this bitch, I ain't lyin
I need my bread, I'm on my grind
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5. |
I Put It On The Line
03:42
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I been on this grind for a minute, you can Google what my name worth
Enough product out to get every dollar in ya purse
Cause every verse is pure crack, that's why I don't do main stream
The continent ain't enough, girl I want the whole thing
Triple beam, my songs goin live on that iTunes
Overseas, I'm movin good, tryin to get in every room
Pretty soon the world gonna face the epidemic
But right now these niggas ignant, talkin down on every sentence
Some admit it, shit you can't carry on a lie long
I put it all on the line everytime the mic is on
When I perform, I mean perform, my damn heart be beating fast
Then I hop up off that stage and chicks be tryna give me ass
I do 'em bad, they on my jock, I'm addicted to this life
All these boppas, all these lights, all this cheese, all these mics
All them titties, sleepless nights, different cities, every night?
I put it all on the line, ain't that one helluva price?
You don't believe I get it in? Ha! I love niggas that doubt
Since '02 been on this route, movin round and goin out
From the south to that east, Texas to VA at least
I'm relentless, I won't cease until they say that I'm a beast
I get a beat and then I feast, let you niggas in my mind
All these songs, all these lines, all these studios and time
Open mics and all that pine, all the grind with no co-sign
Takin chances on the road, I put it all on the line
Gotta grind until I shine, bet I put my time in
So when I finally get that check, you gon see just how I win
I been penning 16s since a nigga was 16
Just made 25 not long ago, see how long I dream
How I scheme and network to build up my net worth
Wearin uniforms and ugly shirts just to get in skirts
Been a g every since my birth, nigga, I was made to win
So how could you ever doubt me when I put my time in?
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F.W.M.
03:34
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Chorus:
Fuck wit me, what you doin? what's the deal?
Let me know if you down to just chill
(Fuck wit me baby)
I'ma grind, I be in and out of town
Bout to head to the land of the trill
(Fuck wit me baby)
I'ma hustle, I be lookin for the bread
Independent, I ain't lookin for a deal
(Fuck wit me baby)
Honestly, I ain't got time for the fakes
Let's kick it if you know what the deal
(Fuck wit me baby)
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My Persona (Cocky)
02:47
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Chorus:
I ain't gotta try, they love my persona
I'm in the game, bae, fuck a benchwarmer
I'm bendin cornas, neva actlin like a clone
Oh, I'm cocky, bitch, yea, that's my cologne
She say she lovin my persona from the way I bend the corna
To the way I hit the booth and get it hotter than a sauna
My charisma, my thug thizzle got the poodles on my pickle
And they better have they own cause they ain't gettin a nickel
Niggas tickle me the way they be so extra with these hoes
From the cuts to the cars to the colors on their clothes
I tell these hoes I'm the commode, way past being the shit
A young, cocky, pompous, arrogant son of a bitch
They lemme hit because I'm real, grown, no reason to lie
If she don't like what's goin on then I tell her ass bye
I rather die being myself instead of actin like a clone
When they ask me what's that smell, I'm cocky, bitch that's my cologne
Chorus:
I ain't gotta try, they love my persona
I'm in the game, bae, fuck a benchwarmer
I'm bendin cornas, neva actin like a clone
Oh, I'm cocky, bitch, yea, that's my cologne
She say she lovin my persona, she be jammin all my songs
Everytime that one come on, it's like a fuckin sing-a-long
My allure, my pizzazz got the girls givin me ass
When they ask me to go out, I have 'em spendin all they cash
I'm on a mash to get this money, ain't got time for a honey
I like 'em black or puerto rican, had a couple snow bunnies
I tell the girls when they get lonely and they need someone to call
They betta holla at a lame if they ain't droppin the drawls
I decline when they call if I ain't even in the mood
You better text before you do it, don't be givin me a tude
I rather move all by my lonely instead of actin like a clone
When they ask me what's that smell, I'm cocky, bitch that's my cologne
Chorus:
I ain't gotta try, they love my persona
I'm in the game, bae, fuck a benchwarmer
I'm bendin cornas, neva actlin like a clone
Oh, I'm cocky, bitch, yea, that's my cologne
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P.M.B.
02:27
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Chorus:
I be in my city looking for a pretty mixed bitch
If I had one wish, it'd be a pretty mixed bitch
When I pull up in the 6, I need a pretty mixed bitch
If we tombout havin kids, I need a pretty mixed bitch
I had 'em magazine and ordinary, now I need a mix breed
Cause two were bout as popular as a poppy seed
Daddy need a combo, tombout pronto
And do all the work for me, Rajon Rondo
Black and white cool tho but I need something else
Those chicks are regular, you find 'em all with one step
Dominican heartmelt, she got black in her
Haitian bloodline, she be cookin crazy dinners
Indian contender, hair so long
Tongue and nipples pierced, baby, that's a turn on
Hit me on my phone like every other week
Baby know the rundown, meet me in the sheets
Creep for what, baby? Ain't you grown? Do ya thug thang
Arm candy for the haters, love go bang bang
Drag get the change, baby, I be on my thug thizzle
That's why the mixed bitches be on my pickle
Chorus:
I be in my city looking for a pretty mixed bitch
If I had one wish, it'd be a pretty mixed bitch
When I pull up in the 6, I need a pretty mixed bitch
If we tombout havin kids, I need a pretty mixed bitch
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If ya body bad, I'm jabbin, yea, I'm still off in that boxin class
Girl, I can last, you never seen a cat with this pizzazz
Tell me I can smash and I'm merkin, that's for certain
Martha Stewart in the pussy, see the pink and then it's curtains
Got we workin up a sweat, yea, I know you tell ya homegirl
That my Bone is the best, I take it to another world
Cause other girls be calling me, messagin and textin
Tryna get up on this lesson then match our intersections
Cause I
And we taking off (lets go)
First she see the car (car) and then she see the star (star)
The way she lick her lips she's on that last ship to mars
Night life popping bottles, i be sipping on this aqua
Peter pipe her if she follow, bet a dolla she'll swallow
I'm blake griffen in the pussy, slam dunking with my johnson
She told me hit it from the back cause I'm shady always fronting
Man i told her throw it back, she love it when I pull her hair
I ain't bragging about my dick I just felt that i should share (haa)
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Chorus:
I be in the streets every week
Livin how I do ain't cheap
Everyday you know we speak
Soon as I get home, girl it's on
It's on, babygirl it's on
It's on
I be on my mash mode daily, mindset set on "Pay me"
Tryna see that Scrooge money, lifestyle so wavy
So I hit the streets, baby, when ya still, money move around
And I ain't in no position to let it go to other clowns
I need my chips now, all these bills stackin up
Every time I think I'm good, wallet say it ain't enough
Credit score be looking tough, I was dumb when I was young
Influenced easily by pussy, babygirl, yea, I was sprung
Tron helped me clear my lungs, left the hold of The Matrix
Chunked the dueces to my ex, said a couple rash statements
Took a look at all my payments and I knocked a few off
I'll be home for TLC turn that Red Light off
Chorus:
I be in the streets every week
Livin how I do ain't cheap
Everyday you know we speak
Soon as I get home, girl it's on
It's on, babygirl it's on
It's on
I'm only here for the night, bae, I know it's been a couple weeks
But all I see is more bills layin here off in these sheets
And mni-mes ain't possible the way I be moving now
You got one and I got one, we good now anyhow
I be puttin miles on the truck, yea I know that
That's why i be out here tryna move like a nomad
Pack after pack, when they in, they be movin out
Plastic crack, baby, fuck what the crackers talk about
I move on a different route success ain't neva seen
And that's why I take pride when I put on these jeans
Leave the house lookin clean and bring it home to you
Girl, you know it's on when I get home, you wanna be my boo
Chorus:
I be in the streets every week
Livin how I do ain't cheap
Everyday you know we speak
Soon as I get home, girl it's on
It's on, babygirl it's on
It's on
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Shy Bitch
03:04
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I ain't lyin, I'm attracted, shy chicks pull me in like gaze belle
And if you never had one, shit you wouldn't know well
My shy chick never tell the things we do like life pacts
When we together, it's homicide, serious just like that
Straight facts, I don't never lie for a reason
My shy chick ain't my girl and right now ain't our season
But she cheesin anytime we talk, conversation real as fuck
Only thing more amazing is Keenan and his knucklepuck
Cause lame ducks be trying hard but baby way too grown for that
She be sayin "Suck my dick" like she got her own sack
Phat cat, baby give a new meaning to camel toe
It look like its gon suck you in, nothing I can't handle tho
She stunt hard til she see me then it's like her ass a different girl
Together we be like DeWayne and Whitley on A Different World
2011 version tho, don't even try to lame me out
You better ask my shy chick how I eat that thang out
Wetter than a wipe-out how I get it from her center
Then I flip her ass over and throw my lil man in her
No contenders, when we on the mat I tell her say my name
When she whisper it, its ear candy, yea, its the sweetest thing
How we hang like 2 niggas, you can't tell its romance here
I guess that's how the game go, neither of us play fair
Barber chair, the way heads turn when we around
Bonnie and Clyde Borrow,nigga that's the way it goes down
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Like Me
03:42
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Hook:
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
She said she ain't neva met a nigga in her life like me
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
She said she ain't neva met a nigga in her life like me
Chorus:
Up in this world, babe, I can tell you one thing
You ain't neva ever gonna meet a nigga quite like me
Niggas fake, niggas hate, niggas make scenes
You ain't neva ever gonna meet a nigga quite like me
I'm the last of a dying breed, what I say on Drag's Block?
Scoob even sung it just to ensure that it's padlocked
Mind like a safebox, they discontinued after me
Clones can't even form right, so long for the factory
These cats are now casualties, "real" is just a word
If they use it, know he lyin so ignore what you heard
He a nerd goin haywire, computer chips just actin out
Tattin up his body hopin that'll bring the thug out
How bout nawl? You can't fool me if you lame
Its Dragnet, don't pretend like you never heard the name
Been a player in the game, only difference I walked out
Guess The Villain wins, all you heroes gettin chalked out
Hook:
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
She said she ain't neva met a nigga in her life like me
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
She said she ain't neva met a nigga in her life like me
Chorus:
Up in this world, babe, I can tell you one thing
You ain't neva ever gonna meet a nigga quite like me
Niggas fake, niggas hate, niggas make scenes
You ain't neva ever gonna meet a nigga quite like me
They don't make 'em like they used to if heroes can't get bitches
Then again, there's gay rights so the time's had switches
So uncanny when I'm vicious, ladies turned on by an asshole
Confidence my Axe spray, they looks are the lasso
Get roped? No, never trust a smile and some titts
That's like lookin for the *Bzzzzz* but ignorin the prick
Swear I'm sick with the x-ray, I see through ya bullshit
I told ya I was cool, back in bed with the cool chicks
Hook:
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
She said she ain't neva met a nigga in her life like me
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
She said she ain't neva met a nigga in her life like me
Chorus:
Up in this world, babe, I can tell you one thing
You ain't neva ever gonna meet a nigga quite like me
Niggas fake, niggas hate, niggas make scenes
You ain't neva ever gonna meet a nigga quite like me
I been called "Dick" plenty times by chicks callin for the dick
Guess this stick the medicine when chicks get lame sick
Nurse quick, analysis "Double D" diet
I don't care if you well, I encourage you to try it
If you like it then you'll buy it, not impressed, oh well
Cause my cons still beat all the lames on the scale
Better learn the name well, young, pompous and I'm cocky
Bitch, I'm arrogant, now gon head and ride me like a jockey
Hook:
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
She said she ain't neva met a nigga in her life like me
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
She said she ain't neva met a nigga in her life like me
Chorus:
Up in this world, babe, I can tell you one thing
You ain't neva ever gonna meet a nigga quite like me
Niggas fake, niggas hate, niggas make scenes
You ain't neva ever gonna meet a nigga quite like me
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I don't care if he a snitch, I'm a grown ass man, girl
You hopped in the whip, bad dress and a nice curl
From a hood of squirrels and we all tryna get nuts
A light skin chick wit nice abs and a fat butt
Need me a lady, I done been around mad sluts
You creeped on ya man so the evidence add up
If shit was all peachy, why you stackin ya cash up?
Got plans to get ya own, on my phone in my truck
Tryin out ya luck, half naked, a new state
We in the bed now, just finished a nice date
Waffle House was great, got cool in the movies
Kickin it hard like a move from Bruce Lee
Sleep and then oooweee, things just popped off
Bra hit the ground and ya panties just got lost
See that I'ma boss, tell me that you like that
Chill and then split ways, you say that you'll be back
I'm like
35 North, I'm headin to get a touch down
Boston's with a nurse and its more than a crush now
Cowboys on the TV, strugglin for a touchdown
Parmesan pizza, whole bar on hush, WOW
Sweetie leanin on me, I'm waitin on info
Waitress checkin on us, settin the tempo
Lookin like a nympho, but I can't call it
She pissed from servin a table that was full of brolics
Card out the wallet, I pay then we split up
Info come in, I'm headin to do my pick up
Night sky lit up, 161 WEST
Product hop in like she just got a dumb check
Gotta love moms, she there like no other
Always givin tips, tellin me use rubbers
Raised with no brothers, bred a different route
So when I speak on women I know what I'm tombout
I'm like
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