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Me n My Boy! Too CHIED!. "ima steal yo broad, fuck yo bitch, knowin ima ball every chance i get"

$$Sex Drugs Money and Murder.$$

TLOU BITCH YOU KNOW!!!

BASICS

Height:	174 cm - 178 cm (5'9" - 5'10")
Weight:	56 Kg - 59 Kg (121 lbs - 130 lbs)
Birthday:	November 13, 1990
Sexual Orientation:	Heterosexual
Dating:	Single
Living Situation:	Living with parents/relatives
Location:	Parksville, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada
Join Date:	01:38am \| Feb 08, '07
Last Active:	03:24am \| Apr 07, '10

INTERESTS

Movies:	Comedy, Horror
Animals/Pets:	Cats, Dogs
Music:	Rap
Sports:	Fishing, Hiking, Hockey, Swimming
Activities:	Drinking, Driving, Listening to music, Partying, Shopping, Traveling
Computers:	Surfing the net

YEE BOY~!

Tyler _Muthafuckin Louie

Im the best and there's nothin' that you can do about it
Never needed a publicity stunt, let's tell the truth about it
Even in the core of the streets you can't sway the youth about it
But keep runnin' yo mouth, and I swear I'ma knock a tooth up out it
I never claimed to be nothin' but who the fuck I am
Never sold cocaine in my life, but I'm still the fuckin' man

"It's Hard To Be Humble, When Your As Great As I Am"

"If you dream of beating me, you'd better wake up and apologize"

How many times is you gon' rap about bustin' your gun
How many times is you gon' trap without bustin' your gun
Only shots you ever took was subliminal to the general
Disrespectin' those doin' real time with real criminals
And I ain't never did a day in my life
But it should be illegal to walk a day in my life, I paid the price
And the cost to be the boss, so you could rest your mouth
I'm universal, Luda never limits hisself to the south

~IREPMYCITY~

Hustlin and gamblin, drinkin' and scramblin'
And losin sight of what I supposed to be handlin'
It's hard to manage cause every days a challenge.

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Who tha fuck you think ya fuckin with? im tha fuckin boss
745 white on white, thats fuckin Ross
i cut em wide, i cut em long, i cut em fat ; i keep em commin back
we keep em commin back

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bItChEz AiNt ShIt bUt HoE'z N TrIcKs

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I went from Hot Wheels to big wheels, Hyundais to Bentleys
And five course meals, no more Popeye�s and Blimpie�s
From alright to handsome, from one room to mansions
From hangin on the block to throwin parties in the Hamptons
From, broke as a joke to rich as a bitch, I bought a
plane and a boat and six other whips

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From dice on the curb to stackin up chips, but harder
From birds on my nerves to chicks on my DICK! Guard your
women dawg I went from ashy to classy
Went from a, kiss on the cheek to doin the nasty
Reach your hand up in the air and you can play with the stars
It�s not the hand that you�re dealt but how you�re playin your cards
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I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you realli want it
Ain't gonna put no extras on it

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You punks is petty, still we steady, countin fetti
I'm the one closin escrow, with the best flow
(Do you wear a vest?) No
Niggaz hit me I'ma turn into
The Crow [caw caw] and take a shit
on everything counterfeit, the Don Mega
Blade Runner, in a beige Hummer all summer
It'd take about twelve honkeys, to convict
the nigga makin you sick, ask the 12 Monkeys
Up in Detroit holdin weed court, all through the South
Picked up a ounce in Shreveport
My lead give head tunnels (boom!)
to any motherfucker disgruntled exit wound, look like a funnel
Worldwide, international jet set
My niggaz love fuckin bitches that they just met
Get it wet, and you can do anything
When I'm in Paris niggaz french-kiss the pinky ring

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~FUCK-YOU~

?Showing off is the fool's idea of glory.?

?If you make an ass out of yourself, there will always be someone to ride you?

I give a damn about your hootin' and hollerin', it ain't botherin' me
I hear you talkin', but you ain't made it to three
You know where I live but you ain't made it to me, you ain't made nigga!
I'm havin' a house party 'kid', come get 'played' nigga
You got played, my record label never jerked me
So shoot me, stab me, but words will never hurt me
I feed of ya energy, my power's with God
So it's even better is you make ya diss record real hard

GoT CrAcK

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