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that don't make you happy take some off this earth
Cause I'll be right there gladly with 300 shots in my pants like that boy Lil Durk
They scared EBG why

see you bitches it's There
Paralyze you with the choppa and make you shit on yo self

No witnesses when I step
I do my dirt by myself all you gone see

be closer on my shoulder lay your head all up on me
Anyway you wanna do it
Anything you wanna do is
Possible here
Like a dream when it is lucid

Yea. Story time homie.

A lil knucklehead. Fightin' til his knuckles bled/
Influenced by surenos. He had no love for red/
Had to be tough and rep

sky, yeah, I'm Crippin', they nervous
Move hot, he get flipped like some burgers
Get to shootin' for the love of the set
.30 knock his head off his

by the bar, so I decided I should walk
O-ver, yeahhh
She said can you help me to my car, and sit with me until I get
Sooober, I told her baby you can

grab another 400 off the fuckin' shelf
Tell the cops that I don't know myself
Make another ten before we head home is what I told myself
I ain't bad,

as I stand and deliver
Breathe fire in Japan, Godzilla
By popular demand till the fans
See that God got iller
I'm like Cornel West with scales on my

the righteous scriptures 'cause these boys got it out for me
My head is dangling off this fucking balcony
I hope my enemy
Will at least pick a nice weapon

To the house party

I'm bout to shoot the party up
But that's my lil secret
I'll let you suck my dick
But you can't keep it
Should've killed dawg at the Kickback

this BIN
Counting up my blessings while I'm
Running up my sins lil' bitch on dick
I'm gon' put it in her ribs
Jumped in the water, now I drown in

a good example for my son and daughter
Keep your family close and enemies harmless
Had a lil but we flipped it like an off an on switch
Got something under

I'm taking lil shawty back to back room now she taking her clothes
I commit suicide on my doors now go a 100 I pull off
Smoke me a wood, pour me some

of rap
So I better not hear you bitchin' or sayin' my shit is wack
Or I'll be back by November with somethin' just for your ass, bitch

just talk the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's always comin' out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted like lil' mo getting rapped
And keepin'

Medusa on me I'm about to catch a body
Dripped in gold bitch I'm dripping in Versace
Kill em off Rest In Peace my boy Gianni yea
I Stand alone So

Give It Up

Damu Ridas II

How Deep Is Your Hood

1998

-BRAZY, LIL LEAK]
One-two ?cannot buckles? in my shoes
Just right red strings, sportin' Dickies and hang
Joy riding off P.T.
And my momma call when my

figured
I'm a reefer head of course

After all this time I guess that I'm
A connoisseur of sorts
Now your stuff smells okay
But this could tranquilize

They say im special kinda sum like a hero

Been on my grind im tryna shine they tryna knock me off
My youngins scoot fa a lil fee ion care wat it cost

a trick up my sleeve
.44's by my side, and weed when I breathe
Can't ya'll see, fake MC's
Will get ripped if left to me, pockets empty
Take your things,

goons
I got hammers
But my belt got a drill side loops
Bulletproof all of the windows
Don't let shit fly coupes
Now they really wanna know the Mash
I skip

on that mouthpiece no rule 35
Tell them Niggaz run that PSR I bet they CSI
I was in da drive when that bitch was ran by the posse
Mama stashing briccs in my

High off the gas, I'm still focused
Skinny nigga, big guns I be toting
Try to run up, just know I'ma throw it
Put my clip in her mouth and she blow it

for they come to me
I'll cut em off of before they start to reel
Had to get em off my chest
But I'm no doc
Never said yo boi oh the best
No need to mock