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I drip like I'm sponsored by Fiji
Pop out off white like Jeezy
Bitches be flirtin' whenever they see me
Same hoes, they used to delete me
Now you

nun dropped yet, y'all better slide
And bitch, I'm really MR hangout, this shit ain't no fraud
I better not catch you in that V, cause I'm gon' flip

been on the road
Run it gang only we shoot out on hoes

Can I level with you Mr. Beamon
I mean I already told you earlier
Don't even ask bro that's why

you didn't had one
You'd probably run come come
Now spit it from the tip of your tongue
A lil wisdom
Gives em somethin' to move to, groove to
The next

(I, I, I, don't want you to see me cry)

Yea rest In Peace Lil Naughty
Fuck you bitches, Coppers yea, You laughing
Now is the time to stop
(I, I, I

I like to play with guns lil nigga ima tell you now
Got a 100 rounds in this choppa this shit uh clear out a crowd
Think that I'm slipping and start

Powell, Ross Spencer
I found, my lost temper
Why this conquest, life as a contest?
All bets off if you die in a bomb fest
Islanders weep and they’re wiped

suicide they left murdered by the curb
You got a nerve
Hay Mr police man why you treat us like trash Mr police man
We just trying to heal Mr police man
We

it
I love it
I fuck you, in public
That's why I keep on running back (yeah I do)
Cause you my lil freak on the low
I'm tryna see you bounce it lil baby

I'm the type of nigga gon' kill you for really
How you a rat but barely got a lil cheese? (Huh)
Even in your city they feelin' me
For really, G, in your

I'ma make these niggas put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that nigga don't care
He'll have that red s**t

When I go up
I know I want you by my side
Some of these bitches be flippin' and floppin'
But you, you ready to ride
Whenever some shit pop off, these

She wanna fuck every night
LIL mama don't care bout the price
She fell in love with my vibe
She said they don't treat her right
She wanna be by my

No Nuts No Glory

Geto Boys

Till Death Do Us Part

1993

Texas
Cause I'm bumming a ride, when I should be drivin Lexus
But you know, i gives a fuck about what nigga say
I handle mine, by handlin shit my own way

Goodie Bag

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

the maniacs
With the chunky goodie sac's, so I don't carry an ax
But I still swing low with the lumber jax
Tracks are being made by Organo-I-Z-E
Why we

Pay You Back

Meek Mill

Championships

2018

a lick, y'all niggas was somewhere dancing (lil' bitch)
Them young niggas still had respect when they was broke, huh (God)
The whole city know that 21

and shit sometimes 
I get in my lil' feelings and shit, I be mad as hell
Ready to smack a nigga shit, he know crash out in a second
That's why he call me

Gangsta Like Me

Snoop Dogg

Ego Trippin' [Clean]

2008

won't tell
Knowin' one night won't do it y'all

You know I got that gangsta
Make you wanna tell my mama, "Thank ya"
Then give me all your paper, every

Ay
Freezo
Freezo

Why's he trying to box? I'll check a nigga
If I miss him with the Glock, know that Tec'll hit him
I be on the paper like a letter

picking up
But uh back to the story

See this shit loud as fuck when you in that shit
That's why I moved over to this mattress
You don't hear a damn thing

can't share
Why you acting wishy washy? wishy washy, lil darling
You ain't said nothing but I heard your eyes calling
You wishy washy, wishy washy, lil

'm like, oh my, I just wanna dip out of here with you
I can't deny, boy, I'm feeling all goddamn night
That's why I've been sitting here, you talking all

an automatic rippin limbs 
She be sayin never stop always aim for they heads
Why I’ll never leave lil shawty 
Don’t you tell a lie lil shawty 
She my lil buss it

'm lifting off the surface
I've been feeling like Mr. Perfect, yeah
Sorry for the wait but I've been working
Every time I touch the track I feel like it's my