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Ay-ay-ay ay nigga-nigga-nigga
I go to war with anybody nigga
You know fuck nigga
923 beat by wall shit shit, gangsta shit, gang shit
If you ain't

him
I just left the lawyer, let him dig inside the Goyard
He pulled out 50K and told me everything is velvet
All the shit that I been going through

the middle get left in the river
Glizzy with the switches, it take like four seconds to shoot fifty
They refresh they Insta', hope to see me dead or gone

many places just how far could I go[00:40.61]I don't know cause in my path I'm confronted by foes[00:43.58]The quicker you can fix the quicker you can

He wants you to manifest
Your true desires, honey, milk or wine
Then I said, isn't God supposed to be Omniscient
I mean he already knows what I'm gonna

the club (Get the fuck on)
That ain't yo bag you selling out of
You getting fronted by the plug
(Lame ass nigga)
Uber finally banned my account after 50

All Hotties Eat the Jizz

Necro

Gory Days

galigula
With some canibus and teeth for my flesh
Cleaver'll be rippin' to pieces the trashy beaver a diva
My phone sex, will have you fucking your receiver

that stuff
Sexy, sexy, making the honeies yell
Girlies passing out? Ah, well
Back from the dead, like Jason
People thought I was over, they were erasin'

is gone, yesterdays dead[00:42.78]You and me, living in harmony[00:48.22]Be here now and stay[00:54.02]To and fro swiftly do our lives go[00:59.13]But

dead by daylight with both my wrists sliced
Fuck Christ, Devils paradise
I am the Anti Christ
Doped in the cut losing my mind
Don't give a fuck wait,

No War

Esham

Repentance

2003

your momma hold you
Just want to be a roller, money like Tommy Matola
From slanging yoca cola, started off by moving boulders
The world is getting

us on the be	-Q-E, just to get a taste of that greenery
We took our smoke out to Coney Island, posted up by the Himalaya

Pina Colada champales

in the Golden State
I brought my shooter like he Wiggins
He get to Wiggin
My friends is dead I think i'm Uzi
We trapping in real life
I got a script

Stereo Hearts

Adam Levine

Stereo Hearts

2012

a note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Just keep me stuck inside your head like your favorite tune

of rosemary

If in the obituary column, sniff it
It was written by the forks
And knives of Mary Mallon fever in the stew
Sorta buried in rabbit's and boiled

for the sichy
All these bitches say they love me
But these bitches wasn't with me
I'm a mix of all the rappers
Mostly Gucci Mane and 50
I get coochie by

Little Monster Blend

Mad Child

Dope Sick

2012

at least a sharp blade
Cause kids be playing more games than an arcade
And I am not afraid I will shoot you dead
There's more snakes in this club than

from the
North to the Dead End
All the women be complaining there's
Too many scared men
My hand itching bad time to put some bread in
Better miss me with

is? Ci-ci
Text red EE must be Chi Chi
She on my DBZ, Gotenks say raise me 
Better then I go Femto on a dead beat

I'm gon' fuck on Bulma, I'm gon'

about money then don't Even bother Me
Bro shootin 50s he blowin our Autteries
In da mall by a wall like I'm kev off The lottery
She can really suck dick

know where I'm not supposed to be
So I got killers with me
I'll really play a rap nigga
Don't try to come and get off with me
They said the scam methods

Bullets ripping through ya clothes
Tryna run up on me
Then you must be macho
Walk em down like Shota flow
Got the 9 tucked
Bouta run em up
I do not

you with a thot, givin' you top
You'll get robbed by a bitch who been cocked more times than John Wick's gun
Grimey ass Eastsider
Got some Armenians

Gurls Wit da Boom

Proof

Searching for Jerry Garcia

2005

What good is havin a head and not no brains?
She asked me if I know 50 and who made "Tipsy"
Quick to get with me, quicker to get busy

She dizzy