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. . Sort of like the Predators dreads. . I got more arms than Dr. Octavious. . Rock your whole block radius. . I be the bomb. . And I bleed nitrogliceren if you slice my palm. . The Don been gone
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because I got dreads don't get it twisted. Moving my whip down the boulevard. Word round town I was selling hard. Hard and I'm talking bout the yayo. Hit her on the floor and then I lay low. I may say
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, nigga. Lil' Wayne representin'. I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs. I tear up dreads, take our breads, now go figure. What? From tha 17th, I back down from no nigga. Had me four deep in
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wear. And how I'm so pimped out. With dreads in my hair, yeah. You got truth, now the truth is to dare. Blue bandana, it's me and Montana. At the Tropicana with Tanehsa,. Alisha, Lakesha, Savannah
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wear. And how I'm so pimped out. With dreads in my hair, yeah. You got truth, now the truth is to dare. Blue bandana, it's me and Montana. At the Tropicana with Tanehsa,. Alisha, Lakesha, Savannah
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talking about nothing. I stay rockin' the best *, all of the fresh *. By the time you get on it, I'll be on the next * This ain't about hip hop, this about me. Look at my dreads, look at my
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in the kitchen. Or twisting the baby dreads on little Christian. It's so sickening his father we both miss him. He was killed in a '99 car collision. I guess the best ones God get them the tar
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thank god that he chose you. My bread long my dreads long. Rollin' up as i head home, just a young boy with big dreams. Stop hatin' on me you dead wrong. Big time like major leagues. Out in Europe like 8
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legacy they'll never forget. the motor city mo-town. hip hop vet, hip hop shop, dreads. it don't stop there. yeah, as difficult as it sounds. Hook Anna. Keep on going, you just gotta fight it. Keep on
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where it's more weaves and less dreads. Kinda scary, amongst thieves and base-heads. Said it was her toes, but I could tell her soul hurt. She was cold turk, growing up she got to know hurt. Very well
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know Polo G? Skinny, tall, with the dreads. 0045. 280That lil' nigga be rappin' his ass off. 0047. 50Yeah, I heard he got surgery. 0048. 340Still wanna climb from the back, just to see if her ass soft
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heads are comin out). To my man Khalid (The nappy heads are comin out). . Lauryn Hill. Now, speak of resistance, we're nappy heads. Rhymes, kinks, braids and dreads. The mother of creation, epitome
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heads are comin out). To my man Khalid (The nappy heads are comin out). . Lauryn Hill. Now, speak of resistance, we're nappy heads. Rhymes, kinks, braids and dreads. The mother of creation, epitome
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heads are comin out). To my man Khalid (The nappy heads are comin out). . Lauryn Hill. Now, speak of resistance, we're nappy heads. Rhymes, kinks, braids and dreads. The mother of creation, epitome
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dropped that garbage album and totally * it up. I coulda told ya I knew your moms from the after-hours spot. When I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on a black block Before you dick rode lost
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heads are comin out). To my man Khalid (The nappy heads are comin out). . Lauryn Hill. Now, speak of resistance, we're nappy heads. Rhymes, kinks, braids and dreads. The mother of creation, epitome
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down for the heads with the dreads. For the baldies and the fades, for the blues and the reds Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigga. As I take my finger of the trigga for the Lord Digga
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heads are comin out). To my man Khalid (The nappy heads are comin out). . Lauryn Hill. Now, speak of resistance, we're nappy heads. Rhymes, kinks, braids and dreads. The mother of creation, epitome
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cause you assuming that its meds on us, uh uh. Kick big *** I need leg warmers chug water all love. Blood is thicker than the dreads on us (wooh). Now I remember that when I'm in my bag. It ain't where
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Summon up the mas. Play on the pan. Staring dreads are jerking their locks. As the white star liner sank in the docks But on the drummers face, there is a look of dread. As he drums away 400
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on. (How does it feel when you've got no food?). 'Cause the spirit of Jah, you know, He leads you on. (How does it feel when you've got no food?). There was a ring of dreads and a session was there
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music spread from sea to galaxy. It's inevitable, you can't stop me. Try to carbon copy, but it always comes out sloppy. You can't outrap me, you can't outrock me. Like the dreads on my head, you try
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Jesus now call the preacher. Maybe Jesus was black. Maybe Jesus had dreads. Spiderman should be black. I vote for Glover instead. Glover instead. Like what's up. I vote for more and more and more and more
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effect, yeah. I've been locked in for so long, I done got dreads, uh. Took the girl off the network then up the net, uh. Iced out watches for the gang, Patek the set. Had to move up off my block, it took
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nerves hurt, and lately I'm on edge. Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blonde dreads (* you!). Every girl I ever went out wit is goin lez. Follow me and do exactly what the song says. smoke weed
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down hurricane. The wind blow, my dreads swang. He had hair like wool, like wayne. Dropping ashes in the bible. I shake em out and they fall on the rifle. Scary, hail mary no tale fairy. All real
