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My man...gots a lotta shot calls in tha bricks
ATF be kickin in doors, but he ain t worried bout shit
Besides he don t even think his location is hot
He feel he got so much love no one would rat on his spot
That was a weakness, he should ve neva had it from tha start
How tha fuck you gone be out here not playin it smart
He had a fire connection that broke him off wit tha bricks
Didn t matter if he finshed it, he sold all his shit
He talked out all his business so everybody knowin him
Niggas that s try n to get em, tha same niggas be scorin
But round here people learn to keep they mouth shut
Dippin in niggas business will get yo house shot up
Now wodie got a nigga try n bust his head open
He already scopin em, he know where he put tha dope in
Hopin that they could get him, cuz they had a knife
Lil One ya betta slow down cuz you ain t playin it right

(Turk)
Nothin but killas where I stay
Bricks and hallways
Real niggas in troops wit soljas who tote K s
Niggas that ain t scared to bust yo head dawg
Come at ya when they get greedy and let ya have it all
Niggas that s bout war and will beef at any hour
No matter tha weather hot or cold, leave a nigga sour
Hop out tha Eddie Bow, un-disguised wit no maskes
Leave tha scene drastic, catch ya while you in traffic
No grins or no laughin
Want beef?
Then let s beef, tear down streets tear down streets
You wanna creep?
Then let s creep, in that UPT you got guerillas that s untamed
3 to that 13th, niggas that ain t playin

[Hook (Lil Derrick)]
It s a dirty world
That s why I ride wit my 50
If a nigga run up, I ma empty tha whole clip on em

(Lil Derrick)
It s a dirty world, only tha survive
It s steal or get stole, nigga ride or die
That s why I keep my chopper wit me at all times
Ready for war, spin a nigga block full of raw
Me and you beefin and we hot dawg I m killin yo pa
I m bout drama playboy, I m thuggin all day
Get outta line playboy, I m leavin you wet
I tote choppers and tec s, wit 2 clips taped together
Pull up in tha bubble wit no mask, it s BLUCKA
You lil boys should nt have played wit me
If ya would ve kept yo mouth closed, you d still be livin
Tryin stunt from them hoes then got yo wig spit in
ATF in tha hood try n find out who did it
But I ma kill on of those bitches if they don t mind they business
Cuz what happens in tha hood is tha hood s business
And yo lil partna coward ass put tha law in it
When he suppose to come grab that chopper and go to war wit me
Me and Juvie, I gotta K he gotta ozzie
Two man army will come thru actin stupid
If we beefin yo block we ll blooze it
Me and Juvie, yo head you ll loose it

(T.C)
Ain t no coward in me nigga,I m Young & I m Thuggin
You know me T from New Orleans, and I m bout head bussen
I spin tha bin in black, wit a platinum mack
Clear tha set when I come thru nigga, cuz I ma threat
I blooze a nigga wit that hoe shit
If I can t get ya, I ll get somebody that you close wit
You got that work, playboy you betta hide that somewhere far
My pockets servin, I ll kill fo that
Take a penitentiary chance or goin to jail fo that
100 birds sellin fo ten I get a mil fo that
18, I m a worth a mil
My whole click push weight, transportin ki s in a all black Esclade
100 G s on tha seat, layin next to my K
I ma hot boy to tha feds, and to large fo tha feds
Now How U Luv That!

(feat. Brian McKnight)

[Juvenile]
This is brought to you courtesy of Brian McKnight

[Brian McKnight]
This is a love, you re just addicted to what s addictive
Yes you are, baby
I made a big mistake and now you say I m breakin your heart
Well well well

Loose heart

Raise me up
Don t let me fall
Cause I don t get myself
I feel like I felt before
But can t find my way

All those feelings went away
I may not be what you think I am
Think we ought to find ourselves
Think we ought to...

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Na chwilę zatrzymał się czas
To w co nie wierzyłem stało się możliwe

I jeszcze ta noc
Tak inna od tamtych nocy
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W jednym rogu ja, w drugim bestie trzy
Ludzie wstają z miejsc
Krzyczą coś węsząc śmierć
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Bored of everything

Wake up, stand up
I know, but for what
One thing I crave
A weekend without computer games
Pull the trigger and kill the zombies
Sorry, I m done

So many things I have let go
No doubt I want to do something else
I need to find something before I m bored of everything
So many things I...