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Skit. Woman #1 I know that ain't my homie over there. Obie Keep sendin pages to the motherfucker. Woman with Obie Well. Woman #1 Obie!. Woman with Obie Is somebody calling you?. Obie Nah, nah
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. (All I want is what's mine, I don't care who I hurt). Since they wanna know Second rounds on me. Obie Trice, Emil hit 'em, let's go Ob Trice, the giant, standing a 5'8'' stature. Back with a second
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my soldiers that's feelin' Obie. Long as I know my 1, 2, 3's I'm flippin' OZ's A nigga can count like an accountant. Only difference is it ain't checks thatta be bouncin'. It's powder, peep what
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all truth or else. I might as well give this up, feel me now. From rocks to pow pows, glocks to powder. I done did it all, so I clutch my balls. And notice they still here, so Obie is still here
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Convict, yeah. Shady, Convict music. Guess who's back?. Still here, haters Akon and Obie Trice, yeah. Whatcha gonna do it with it, A?. Whatcha gonna do?. Take 'em all back to the street I keep
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Convict, yeah. Shady, Convict music. Guess who's back?. Still here, haters Akon and Obie Trice, yeah. Whatcha gonna do it with it, A?. Whatcha gonna do?. Take 'em all back to the street I keep
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Obie He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G. Said she want to roll and get to know Obie. Claimin' that she love everythin' that he do, hey. He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G. Said
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becomes a fatherless *. Make a nigga wanna *** this rachet. It's so tragic, and Obie can't get past it. And you wonder why a nigga'll flash it. Just to, show these demons that I ain't having it
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weight. Won't give a nigga the upper hand. 'Cause when I pop, I give this up like Barry Sand. Sit in the can, he never ran like Barry Sand. Obie ain't playin', Obie got a plan. And the plan is not to
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Obie Trice. Babe uh, yeah!. Girl, you my only one though aight, haha. You my baby, * all that *. You're the one for me. Check it out. Verse - Obie Trice. Baby I'm feeling the feelings
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Obie Trice. Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks. Rap; I been in it ever since I was invented. That's 'cause a nigga live it. My records wield digits in history - niggaz you be the witness. I got
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Intro - Obie talking. Yeah! echo, uh. Let ya'll niggaz know me. Yeah, woo!. . Verse. Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a nigga entered. Big lips, popped out placenta. Momma ain't breastfeed
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Intro - Obie talking. Yeah! echo, uh. Let ya'll niggaz know me. Yeah, woo!. . Verse. Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a nigga entered. Big lips, popped out placenta. Momma ain't breastfeed
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Shady, old mix. Back, second round's on me. Kuniva, Cashis, Stat Quo, Bobby Creekwater. Obie Trice, what? *** didn't kill me. Now a **** gon' get. Peel my cap back, I'm never at home. I'm
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Bài hát Snich - Akon, Obie Trice. Convict, yeah. Shady, Convict music. Guess who's back?. Still here, haters. Akon and Obie Trice, yeah. Whatcha gonna do it with it, A?. Whatcha gonna do?. Take 'em
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motherfuckers. Shady Records 'til I sleep, motherfucker. Obie Trice, nuttin' but street, muthatfucka. Tear this bitch up until you bleed, motherfucker. I wouldn't give a * who you be, motherfucker. Punk
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School Craft Playaz. Detroit's in the house, live at Roll-in-Wills. Obie Trice baby, check it out I done did my share of dirt, flipped my share of work. I'm the nigga that lived and slid through terror
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motherfuckers. Shady Records 'til I sleep, motherfucker. Obie Trice, nuttin' but street, muthatfucka. Tear this bitch up until you bleed, motherfucker. I wouldn't give a * who you be, motherfucker. Punk
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Verse 1 - Obie Trice. Yes I understand I done came a long way. From huggin them corners to appearin on TV. From choppin up nicks, like this here feeds me. To makin 'em hits, like this *'s easy
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three things I hate, liars, fakes and cheaters. Alcoholics, s***s and fuckin' wife beaters. A gat that describes my life. I don't even know who song this is. Obie Trice. . Bitch, Bizarre don't give
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Verse 1 - Obie Trice. Yes I understand I done came a long way. From huggin them corners to appearin on tv. From choppin up nicks, like this here feeds me. To makin 'em hits, like this *'s easy
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thought I never would arise motherfuckers. It's Obie Trice motherfuckers. Look in the eyes of a real guy. I ain't got time for lies. Niggaz frontin like they lyin. Nigga ya not tough. Decease the
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ha, ha. You gotta have teeth baby. It just wouldn't look right. Look, me big lips. You no teeth, it wouldn't work. You know what I'm sayin'. Yeah. I'm feelin' good. Shady Records man. Obie
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fathers', baby, bottles and cereal. She holla, 'cause I got a lot of genedio. The dj's playin' Obie song on the steady-o. . And she's impaired and she wants to be headin' home. With the real thing not
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