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Full Blown At My Side

can't question my pride, you can't doubt my loyalty. My friends are at my side until the day that I die. At my side, till the day that I die, at my side

get a little love? Keep throwing my sign in the middle Hit 'em up, piece on my side, 'Cause ain't no peace on my side, bitch I'm a man, I visit urinals

, so if you do Give the next generation a big, fuck you Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma Said fuck highschool, pissed on my diploma Smell the aroma, check my

it, I just got paid with a pocket full of money And today I ain't on no budget searching high, low Out of my mind I'm ready to blow I'm feeling the stress

you can build it Ha ha, wait Ha ha, wait My nigga open yo' mind, mind, aren't you ready to go? All of my dears inside, side, let 'em blow like 'dro

Stalk the dead body like a vulture Tical get, blacker than your blackest stallion Hit your house'n projects, I represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow

my mind state, Big Poppa' flow is lethal, That weed make my ass wanna kill four people, Fuck the game, gimme the dame and the Range (Uh huh) My niggas

m riding out a concert at a rap show Hit a back street and put the top up Stopped at the light see some hoes watch 'em jock us I'm so roll with my electric

a sight, you an me both we can get respect, two triple shots of hin an we'll be on deck, you my type, you ol hoe, you my type, you know. Chorus