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nigga

You got a choice, get money or die broke, 
Stay strapped for your rivals, by any means, 
I learned how to make $50 dollars stretch like

TV need a booster
Wan gbo mi dada
They call me baba
Ale gun jo ba mi ja lori swagger

Ever since we rising
We moving to the top nonstop
Ever since we

the feds, when they come
Avoid the pain when the gun go tun-tan-tun
And you know it ain't be the same since my guys been locked up (Yeah)
When you're on fire,

around with a Honey Bun
They been fucking with me, yeah
Since "under the sun"
Brand new chain, brand new gun
You better not lie 'cause you my son
Smoking

hood
You can't go back
I might call Zod up and do
A drill with your strap
Matter of fact, call that bitch in LA
Get your bracelet back
I was making drops

willst du ziehen?
Gib das Para, zähl die Scheine, Opfer
Klick nichts zu viel
Drei Lines, gleich nach dem Drive-by
Stopf dir das Blei rein
Fick' deinen

Your game of Jenga end
We ain’t hearing no gems from them
I spit psychedelic phlegm for them
The crème de la crème
And all my burners are end to end

brother keeps a gun by the door
Who lives on a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's dogs are vicious
Gosh your lips are delicious
What kinda girl do you take me

Transdimensional beings, I wanna be em
I wanna see em!
Two ounces of psilocybin lets call
It my per diem
My pics they getting liked up by your BM
I

Ain't make it through
Lil mama she foreign, come from Peru
The bitch said she bad and on point
I'm in LA with Wiz smokin' joints
Want a show, gotta pay me

Wallah, huh, keine Gegner (real)
Pfuh, Scharmuta die AK rattert wieder (?) (brr)
Drive-by aus dem Uber
Jeder Schuss trifft (pow), gar kein Zufall (check)

don't judge nobody
You're a atmosphere groupie, I'mma slug your body
Plug two, probably, that's De La Soul
Nigga hot durin' beef, 'cause the graveyard

do it
Don't hate on me 'cause your bitch choosin'
I'ma say that we can do it
Don't hate on me 'cause your bitch choosin'

It's all by choice, not

And oh they know
Could tell this VS by how the chain glow
Or how the Range roll
It's a man's world and it's all about money

And who am I

average nigga with a gun and malt liquor
Hit a motherfucker, like a thunderbolt
I'm not a human being, I'm a poltergeist
Shoot a nigga, pop a wheelie

Bang Loose

WC

Ghetto Heisman

2002

blasting
None of them like Danskin
Closing caskets
Chromed
Put my LA throat back on
It's back on and getting cheddar
In my ride with the blue feather

Follow With Pride

Buckshot

The BDI Thug

1999

You can follow BDI, if you need the God, follow with pride

[Buckshot]
Keep the gun tip by the upper lip
Keep a extra clip, just in case he flip
If I'm

kantle then gun set
Klev ungazong' thusa
You don't want it with the skinny little nigga on the mic no
You don't want him in the middle of your lady with

Uh, runnin away everytime that I hear this track

Mm, gun in da brain figurative I might steer it back

Mm, slippin the day I find I Lie by a melody

there's no need for steering Talkin' that shit, I'm not hearing
Talkin' that shit, I'm not hearing I ball in LA just like Anthony Davis
Glock with a beam

a heterosex
Ain't you get your neck checked by the second to best
Don't ever forget, ain't nothing less than best
Ima different breed, different seed
Do you

to destroy in the name of Allah.
Like the mustard gas he launched upon us during Desert Storm,
Arming a million citizens with guns preparing them to kill,

mouth is like a gun
verbal ammunition on a mission of fun
wishing it would rain cause I'm hotter than the sun
my style is the toast and my voice is

options
Shit I'm better by myself
This nigga told and that nigga told, too
When the pressure really on, these
"tough niggas" gon fold, Too
Gang allegations,