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Trice Obie Second Round S On Me

one speak, it's all honest Private conferences when we eat, Benihana's Reconnaissance when we peep enemies on us Been on these corners, sellin' like anythin' on

shit You come leave here with me What's my name? You know that What's yours? Never mind Girl get ya behind in my ride And let's glide on 24's I'm up

arms, Obie Hold you till the morning, Obie Know you got it going on, Obie Sex and on that good love to me Call me baby, baby Call me baby, baby Call me

nigga doin' tension once released he on that music business reviewin' 106 and them cafeteria's only to find that rap's actually serious delirious

m talkin' to **** and hopin' **** waitin' on me Take the first shot then, the second round's on me And when the wars on the other side, me and my brother

took on the street life Even though my mother told me I could be otherwise Wasn't the school type, I was too cool My agenda wasn't general education, nigga Generalizing Obie's

me You can't slow me down, you can't hold me So I'mma keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' goin' on strong Mama worked 37 years at the plant 34 days she missed, that's

erase him If he blatantly, tried to take away God's creation (I'll kill me a muthafucka) Running up on me, may he, rest in peace once released (I'll kill me

Im So, Observational I Recognise You Ho's, Nocturnal Motherfucker's Nockin Ya Man's, Cause Im Sittin On Paper Bigger Than Shaq's Hands, Plus Every Chance I Get Obie