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Billy The Kid The Lost Cause

all up in my business 26 inch chrome rims spin Don't check me, check your chick man (Yeah, hot shit!) Boss floss (Boss floss) You lose you lost (You lose you lost

not worth this dollar!" The next half hour was the same old thing My mother buying me clothes from 1993 And then she lost her mind and did the ultimate

clips Big ed and steady mobbin fuck up your block in one dip It ain't no stoppin cause we military minded niggas My first phrase as a kid was momma pass

not worth this dollar!" The next half hour was the same old thing My mother buying me clothes from 1993 And then she lost her mind and did the ultimate

Only difference from me and Ossie Davis, gray hair maybe 'Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin' I'm just twenty-some-odd years, I done lost

him back [Reporters] And? [Billy Flynn] Stay away from [Reporters] What? [Billy Flynn] Jazz and liquor [Reporters] And? [Billy Flynn] And the men who [Reporters] What? [Billy

an Uzi Stop the violence, cause ya can't do me New York to L.A. say what I play So catch a runaway smooth like a Billie Holiday You couldn't bag me,

all up in my business 26 inch chrome rims spin Don't check me, check your chick man (Nelly: yeah, hot shit!) Boss floss (boss floss) You lose you lost (you lose you lost

get slapped with the metal Big fat rats get fried like porkchops for snitching Get your ass hung like a wall clock It's Tone Stark, Billy the Kid when