uh!
what's good my nigga?
feel i write you a lil' kype!
let you know what's going on here. yeah!
dear mr. rayquon elliott! - they knew you as stacks. i didn't mean to call out your alias. you pro'ly think i'm being rebellious. - but that ain't the case!
you turnin' over in ya grave. listenin' to flows thta nigga spit
that me and you help develop
and oh
i fucked that nigga bitch;
reminisce the days in the studio - we was makin' hits
can i roll with' you
crunch time
hooks
no punchlines. - crooks
no one time. we was all wave
look at now!
jim only sold 10 thou!
put his men down
they ain't have a shot
put a lil' arsenal together
yung los
mustard and al pac!
how hot? - niggaz think they are when they up against
dropped the quarantine! - all the bitches in love with' it. see me after shows
gimme groupie love! - copped the 750-l.i. when they see me in the coupe they love
lugie up
copped a new crib for my wifey. 'bout to start trial. - marty
my prosecutor
tried to knife me. tried to put me back in the oranges
they want filet mignone. - cheese grits
and omelets problems just
always had me heart in it
told you from the jump that he's a creep! - money was just a part of it. nigga wanted both our styles
my hooks
your flows!
our song! - chrissy was in the car alone
all the while! - he was out at nights
eye twerkin'
puttin' together waves
we was surfin'. - nigga came burstin'
flyin' through the doors tryna kick my whores out on the street
after i'm three songs deep
now i got my own lab
two mac pros
got the digi-3 pro tools!
bigga got the vocal! - bigga got the - soul food!
chicken
macaroni with the cheese
that's my homie now - big mook!
o.f.o.! - he tried to slow me down! - told me nephew showed discipline
pussy ain't' money
time to get it in. nigga these bitches come late and get ya paper
did the bid
but the nigga got 8 kids
anyway! - back to the matter at hand. - it's all the songs
everybody on hot 9
they usin' autotunes!
niggaz is not wavy! - gravy - played the b.i.g. movie
i went to see it
woozy
moody!
and on that note! - i'm 'bout to end this shit
squa-squaaad up! - really i'm representin'
ch'eah!
representin' baby!
my letter to stack bundles!
ch'eah!
let ya know what's goin' on!
pro'ly turnin' over in ya grave!
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i love my family!
i love the way that we used to be!
niggaz is gettin' trees
see i got that sour d's and that juicy juicy
baby you found my name. we at the penthouse
let these hoes stay-yay
tell me why the road turned
nigga ain't do one of these!
where's the dedication
where's the homage?
fuck him!
i got you nigga!
got so many hits together dog!
so crazy. so wavy. abra-cadabra!
pen-a-tow
m.o.b. 1!
so many songs man!
letter to stacks
boss don biggavel'!
oww!