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The Changes House Of Style

Don't Believe it Can't see it anywhere at the party on the stairway in the lie Keep me waiting I'm afraid of what you'll do across the room and standing

a taste of this A.T.L. style i'm the M.B.P. most ballin-ist playa make my own moves, call me the mayor monday night u know things change with time magic

in these streets Magnificant flow or magnifique Rookie have a seat Them lil niggas just my parakeets macking masterpiece My life is good, my bitches bad I'm switching pads, changing

m ready, what's happening? Gone for surgery, but now I'm back again I'm 'bout my paper like a motherfucking scratch and win World Series attitude, champagne bottle life Nothing ever changes

kick it Well, I know it's been a while Since you heard a change in our style So what I've come to do is kick you something fly and new A change, different

bone We got Layzie and we got Krayzie Bizzy's in the house, Wish is in the house And Flesh and Tasha Cleveland's definitely in the house It's the thuggish

baby, 3-2's your point Back in the do' with a fo' and a ace Picked up his ends and waved the dice in my face And then he hollered out, "School house

That many hits, fuck that, that mean he bricks D Block that many niggaz' gats to your lips My dope is two toned, but I had to change my spot 'Cuz it

um "Niggas be rollin'" We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats cause um "Niggas be rollin'" Verse 2: I got more rhymes then the Manor got folks had style