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Charlene got a blow back
I could pull up where yo locs at
You Niggas pussys that a fun fact
I be on point like a thumb tac
Ion get bows they be dumb

niggas get strips, silly hoe that's a trick
Yeah it's big tylita and I'm getting to the money
Small waist, cute face and it tastes like honey
Drop a bitch

block, nigga, keep shootin
Finna rock out with the chops, get this shit to boomin, man
Man, I cannot go out by my own, ballin' on my own
Tell me what

never in hell 
Going through hell...but I got u by my side
Or at least I think dat I do. 
If I promise I'll ride...
Kan u jus tell me the truth?
When I

you want hoe you getting way too close Just for the clout
Using me for bread shit wont work you wont get no amount
Heard he talking to the feds he

multiply
I'm swerving the lane in a Bentley coupe
That's probably why i am ahead of you
She a big headed bitch just like Betty Boop
Laying up wit yo hoe we

touch em u know what these shells a do
Sex and relation that's sum i cant get into
Hit her and pass to my team like a alley oop
I'm in it to win it I'm

you dig, your bitch is an option
Put that watch in the fridge 'cause it's drippin', gettin' sloppy
When it's too much traffic gotta get a helicopter

Wassup

Logic

Bobby Tarantino II

2018

I'm like wassup hoe?
Where you been?
What you know about?
Oh no!
Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out
Never know
Who's really down or just down

sleep through the morning
I can't lie I
Think I wanna die, but I'm way too important to be feelin' like this
Laws don't abide, by the ways that I get

the assist (ugh ugh i got it )
You love on the hoe while i'm breakin' the bitch, Take you a gamble come at your nose that quick ( i got it )
I switch up

Boyz-N-The Hood [Remix]

Eazy-E

Straight from the Hood

1991

Before I left I hit the Bacardi
Went to her house to get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe said somethin' that made me mad
She said somethin' that I couldn't

She said I love you, I need you
I want you to be the only thing that's inside of me
I just want sum privacy
We made it, feeling gracious
So get naked

We don't fight we just fuck
Two hoe's on me triangle
Blowing on me like the big bad wolf
New whip
I'm like eat my dust
Ride big wheel
Toys R Us
NBA

Say what you want you can't get on my wave
They try to get that I'm already paid
Play if you want just don't get in my way
Where them big bills

or make 'em jump dance
Lump sums, lump bands
What's a young man without a check?
Just a Jumpman
Fuck that, Jordan meme
I'ma sip some lean, get a ting

to the bag I keep me sum racks 

Young nigga shit I hit yo bitch from the back 
She cleaning me up she in full attack

Nigga I'm wit it glock 19 and a semi you

goals than to count up the sum
Or lay up get high and just stare at the sun
Shout out my pops for abandon his son
Rich but I'm broke, don't need phantoms

at the green lights 
Bro got a red light but don't stop at no red lights 
I need sum alone time gotta get my head right 
You know that last hit got ya homeboy

your Motherfucking gritty teeth
I'm get it today
You got so many grey areas
I got so many great big funds
Great big funds
You think it's funny hun
Your

sit down

Cuffing on that hoe, she eating dick, boy you a big clown
762 eat your body up, boy these the big rounds
Blowing at yo top, this ain't no

murder so how could I feel sum
Give no fucks bout them bitches gon feel a way
And I know that a nigga gon be sum
So I pick up my pen and I get to playing

nun but green like I'm fuckin with
Bitch its in the name like big foot all we do is step
Like a freak bitch Coochie I can get you wet
The hoe keep

get ready
You know I'm saying, and Big Pic
I'ma let my lil' dogs, ride on your hoe ass

[Doodie]
Get out the way Slim, get out the way Slim
And let me,