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PATIENCE (REMASTERED)
02:47
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I used to clock in the Day shift
I used to clock in the Grave shift
Used to clock in the Low-wage shift
But that shit was testing my patience
That shit be testing my Patience
That shit be testing my Patience
That shit be testing my Patience
And I don't like losing my Patience
Now i'm the one to go get it now
Now i'm the one to go get it now
But sometimes it's me I be letting down
And that shit be testing my Patience
That shit be testing my Patience
That shit be testing my Patience
That shit be testing my Patience
And I don't wanna grow old
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
And I don't wanna grow old
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
And that shit be testing my Patience!
Now now na now now now
Everybody that I see on the daily
Talking bout all the bread they makin'
Talking bout all the shit they doing
Talking bout all the chicks they screwin'
But damn
That shit be testing my Patience
I ain't gon' lie
Lil' envy in my eyes
But
This year we gettin' it
Do what I want and I'm spendin' it
Talkin to those that offended me
New car garage and I fit em in
Flippin' the bird on the innanet
Light up the show and they feelin' it
Got every Bone and Percent of me
I been the man for a minute yeah
Now I done caught me some fans doe
And they talkin that shit when they playin' me
could give a damn bout ya bando
Yeah, I could give damn bout yo bando
Niggas be thinking they royalty
But most of these niggas ain't done shit
Came out the bottom my nigga yeah
Know we ain't here for no fun shit
And we don't be payin' for none shit
And we don't be playin' the bum shit
And I don't wanna grow old
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
And I don't wanna grow old
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
Feeling like I never did a thang bro
And that shit be testing my Patience!
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Super Cali-ass Nigga
Hey, it's nice to meet ya!
A Westside Nigga
With some Motha Land features
When I'm comin' thru ya speakers
I'm really tryna reach ya
So you can roll wit it or get pieced up
Peace up
One time for my Niggas on the block
Two times for my shawtys gettin' to it ya
Three times for anybody who ain't got time for a Nigga in they face
Just roll up and
Rise and Fall
Be High
For Days
You Know What To Do
You Know What To Do
For Days
You Know What To Do
To Do
To Do
Rise and Fall
Be High
For Days
You Know What To Do
You Know What To Do
For Days
Tap in, tap in, tap in
Ain't just bout this rappin'
Tryna make things happen
For all the little Black Kids
Really ain't no thang though
When real shit is yo main goal
Watch just how this thang grow
Man watch just how this thang grow
One time for my niggas on the
Block!
Two times for my shawty's gettin' to it ya
Three times for anybody who ain't got time for a Nigga in they face
Just roll up and
Rise and Fall
Be High
For Days
You Know What To Do
You Know What To Do
For Days
You Know What To Do
To Do
To Do
Rise and Fall
Be High
For Days
You Know What To Do
You Know What To Do
For Days
You Know
Yeah
Why do I stay high?
Cause it takes me high
Why do I stay high?
Cause it takes me high
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Right way
To talk to you
Is not to you
I know, I know, I know, I know
When you come my way
There ain't nothing I can say
But wined wined wined
I creep behind hind hind
You just unwind wind wind
Tell me baby I don't play
She said Baby keep up
Grind to ya sneakers
Take it low low lower
Feelings taking over now
She said Baby deeper
Grind on my sheets uh
Do it over, over
Feelings taking over now
And when we done she say
Oh, Oh Hold
Me N-n-now (When we done she say)
Oh, Oh Hold
Me N-n-now (When we done she say)
She do it all with no hands
Girl when we dance
That booty say a million things to me
Ooh look what you done started
Baby girl don't you stop it
She said she wanna go to Kumasi
Learn how to speak Twi
And live like Ashanti's
Cuz this Gold Coast Nigga
Got that thang lit up
Got her girls like damn
Who is this here?
She said Baby keep up
Grind to ya sneakers
Take it low low lower
Feelings taking over noow
She said Baby deeper
Grind on my sheets uh
Do it over, over
Feelings taking over noow
And when we done she say
Oh, Oh Hold
Me N-n-now (When we done she say)
Oh, Oh Hold
Me N-n-now
Oh, Oh Hold
Me N-n-now (When we done she say)
Oh, Oh Hold
Me N-n-now
Afrishapooh! Hey!
Afrishapoh!
Found a bad lil' thang in the back
And she tryin' to get low
Afrishapooh! Hey!
Afrishapoh!
Found a bad lil thang in the back
And she tryin' to get low
Low
Afrishapooh! Hey!
Afrishapoh!
Hey, Hey
Hold
Me
N-n-now
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Uh
Before I leave this world
Let it be known
That I did it from the Heart
And I did it from my Soul!
See at times it wasn't easy
But always under control
Because of you and all I have
Can't forget the days
Days when life was good
Can't forget the ways
Ways we understood
Simple as my Rice & Stew
You bring me home
And good for my soul
Thank you for the memories
Thank you
I remember them Funerals quite vividly
But we weren't sad
This was a happy thing
Smiles all over the family tree
Cause you mean so much to we
And as we fly thru the stages
The love we share makes life so amazing
And if you're going thru a hard time
Just know that you can hit me on that Hotline
Cuz
We all Stressed
All Stressed
Dangerous Mines
We all Blessed
All Blessed
Raised from the Fire
How
Could you even question it
Did you not check your messages?
I see the signs all around me
333
The vision so astounding
Stay on my path to catch my glory
And write the words to a Kings story
Can't forget the days
Days when life was good
Can't forget the ways
Ways we understood
Simple as my Rice & Stew
You bring me home
And good for my soul
Thank you for the memories
Thank you
Oh, Oh, Oh
Thank you for the memories
Yeah
Thank you for those memories
Oh, Oh, Oh
Thank you for the memories
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Writing Apology
Text messages
Over and over
And over
And over
And over again
Writing Apology
Text messages
Over and over
And over
And over
And over again
How the fuck we walk right into this
Lookin crazy, talkin' belligerent
See you say some stupid shit
I say some stupid shit
Now we both sound fuckin' ignorant
Times is hard with you not by my side
But worse when you close
And got fuckin hate in yo eyes
See that shit I despise
Cuz I know that it's lies
See you don't hate me, baby
It's just that month and time
Fuck, there I go
Talkin' stupid again
But God know my heart
And you believe in him
So just believe in me
Cuz I'm one of his seeds
And though I fuck up girl
I hope you see the King in me
Writing Apology
Text messages
Over and over
And over
And over
And over again
Writing Apology
Text messages
Over and over
And over
And over
And over again
Tit for tat
Always
Tit for tat
When I'd rather be under ya havin' a Titty snack
Making ya arch ya back
Girl you know that I'm nasty
And make-up sex is always better than scrapping
Over-reacting
Now we retracting
Get pulled back in
Baby how does this happen
Together Five years
Girl, It's like ya my mirror
But shit sometimes I hate to look at myself in the mirror
But it couldn't be clearer
the only one that knows me
She keep me on my path
So we destined for glory
My lil' Robert Horry
Comin' thru in the clutch
Goin' thru some Bull shit
Every day of the month
Fuck, there I go
Talkin stupid again
But God know my heart
And you believe in him
So just believe in me
Cuz I'm one of his seeds
And though I fuck up girl
I hope you see the King in me
Sometimes I wanna joke
That's just my inner kid
Tell me why we gotta argue over some bullshit
Just to be sorry for all the stupid shit that we did
Just to forgive
All of the stupid shit we did
Sometimes I wanna joke
That's just my inner kid
Tell me why we gotta argue over some bullshit
Just to be sorry for all the stupid shit that we did
Just to forgive
All of the stupid shit we did
Writing Apology
Text messages
Over and over
And over
And over
And over again
Writing Apology
Text messages
Over and over
And over
And over
And over again
Over
Over
Over
Over again
Writing Apology
Text messages
Over
Over
Over again
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HALFTIME (REMASTERED)
02:57
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We on a Ultralight Beam
This is some ultra-good tree
Baby, I'm Wavy
Pullin' up in Mercedes
Screaming fuck you pay me
Damn!
You ain't know I'm the man round this bitch?
This that '98 Jay'z
Switchin' Lane to lane
Moolah ain't a thang
Things Change
When you switch up and change things
And it's always the same things
Damn!
Didn't Nas tell yo ass (life's a bitch?!)
But you don't (but you don't)
Give a fuck (give a fuck)
You get high (you get high)
You get up (you get up)
Speakers loud (speakers loud)
Turn them up (turn them up)
But you don't (but you don't)
Give a fuck (give a fuck)
And, I know you been waiting for a long time
Come on baby hit me with that Halftime
I know you been waiting for a long time
Come on baby hit me with that Halftime
It's a Beautiful morning
Have a beautiful evening
Every one of my Niggas is starting to live a life they believe in
And I know that you see it (church)
And I know that you see it (church!)
This that '93 Pac shit
Hoe I get around
So you know you can't stop this
Number One on Hip-Hop list
Number One on the Pop list
Number One off the charts bitch
Love the coup when she topless
Shits crazy! (Thats it!, Yes Lord!)
But you don't (but you don't)
Give a fuck (give a fuck)
You get high (you get high)
You get up (you get up)
Speakers loud (speakers loud)
Turn them up (turn them up)
But you don't (but you don't)
Give a fuck (give a fuck)
And, I know you been waiting for a long time
Come on baby hit me with that Halftime (Baby!)
I know you been waiting for a long time
Come on baby hit me with that Halftime
Halftime
Girl you know it's halftime
I don't really have time
I don't really have time (I don't have time)
So you gon do it
Come and do it, baby (do it!)
So you gon do it
Come and do it, baby (do it)
Halftime
Girl you know it's halftime
I don't really have time
I don't really have time (I don't have time)
So you gon do it
Come and do it, baby (do it!)
So you gon do it
Come and do it, baby (baby come do it)
But you don't (but you don't)
Give a fuck (give a fuck)
You get high (you get high)
You get up (you get up)
Speakers loud (speakers loud)
Turn them up (turn them up)
But you don't (but you don't)
Give a fuck (give a fuck)
And, I know you been waiting for a long time
Come on baby hit me with that Halftime
I know you been waiting for a long time
Come on baby hit me with that Halftime
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