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Words for your soul, yeah I know how to preach with it
Bar after bar, nigga I could start beatin' it
Change up my flow on you hoes, like Mystique

I laugh (Ha)
Smoking on ****, you can find up in Canada (Gas)
Beat it up, yeah that's the way that I handle her
Go a few rounds, cuz you know I got

cant get into that
Just know I'm finna snap
Lil hoe I'm taking off
I been a sausy ass n*gga
No I can make it up
This new life taught me lot n*gga
About

of crippin niccas they gone throw it up
Im a fire starter have it goin up on a Tuesday
Running this shit wit a missing shoe lace
Flip of the coin like im two

Keep me cold
But that love never left us
We was in the snow
Up in the Range or was it Tesla
My heart keep doing back flips but I already done left us

cant have no fucking 
Pre Madonna's 
Gotta keep it simple 
Baby mama only call you papa
Cos she need some figures
Lil mami like to call me dada
I'm

187 Pure

Spice 1

Hits

1998

catch 'em kickin' it at the park a lot fuckin' with Dank
Dank was real just a hardcore nigga
Shot his bitch up 'cause she drank all the liquor
Seen him

& respect the lines 
Darker days overcame by a ray of shine 
Pressed up my records & pushed the grind 
I gave it my all & I gave it time 
Forreal this a love

ayy
Overthinking, these lines now, so
Lemme me flip it up While I'm sitting here, let me fucking ride
A sippy cup Yeah I'm lil baby, please fucking burp

Lil bitch we ain't cool

Naw bitch we bool
I'm da 1 not da 2
Crank it up
Get it crunk
Hit a bitch with da Yoouuu
Y'all can do what it did
But I'll do

packin' heat
You can't serve no work on the block unless you pay that fee
Gotta switch the flow, we on a new wave

Think it's time to flip the script, we

spinning
Keeping up with my dreams
Focus on winning and chasing the green
Filling up my lil safe
I trust Franklin right beside my bae
Long arm flip a couple

By now I know
That my lil' loca loves to tell me "No"
It's fun for her
And she thinks I grew up too privileged
Check your window
'Cause your lil

dropped
Pussy nigga know that he a rat I swear we get him dipped
When the Glock up in my fucking hand I swear it's doing flips
Bitch come here don't try

the lik and ima get away
Give me what i want and it wont escalate
Fuck niggas end up gettin fucked up
If the opp lived then the nigga lucked up
If she comin

Gangsta

Baby Drew

Ghetto Hero

2003

the llello, you got the money
Try nothin' funny and I don't buy dummies
Every ounce betta bounce back
And every brick that I break up

It all betta flake

it
Mane, So in the booth I be slaving it
Investing in myself
No one else paying it
Drop my last on my craft
Lil nigga do the math
Spend bread on my

up or get light up by a nine nine
Brother grew up in project housing, rats around him
Niggas selling bricks and flip it to a thousand
12 gon slide wit

this
Yo, ayy, ayy

Cost a lil' money, get your drip like this, huh
Icebox drip on my wrist
Walk up in the club and I drip on a bitch
You know I'm

and that bitch
I need it all, I cannot settle for average
Wait, how the fuck bro start rapping
We in this party, don't tweak up in this bitch
Flip rocks, we

fit right now
Gotta run shit right now yea (yea)
You already know I keep it on the low 
Short fuse about to explode
Your lil songs don't ever blow

I get a bag and flip it up twice
I do this shit happily, you know that the kid be too nice. The kid be too nice
No, we can't be more than friends
You

a lil bit and flip now a young nigga lit 

This is it I’m in the mix I had to hit couple licks to make it stick I had to bag bag bag bag it up and move it

up in my cigar
Got 100 shots up in the whip got so much shots just like a bar
I'm trying make it out the hood and then go buy my mom a car
I popped ah