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*Adlibs*

Izzy 
Look... Aint near nigga snatch a chain or jewel on me yet, ice ice baby on me drippin VVS,
No drive by hop out walk down on em like

brothers catch you, they gon’ rob you just like Icebox
House got 4 stories, I feel like Disney
I been getting money, I’ma be a trillionaire by 60
You be

on niggas
Swooping up bitches
Chemist in kitchens
Nigga say he active
Put him on Ridellan

It's a whole lot of people that depend on me
I keep the peace by my

Joey, you want one?

I've been runnin' off on plugs
I need to rob another one
I've been rubbin' off on all these niggas
'cause they steal the sauce

tounge out
She ain’t amazed by yo’ VV’s she tryna’ rob em
Foreign shorties on the G
Like they came wit’ the fit
These n****s stalling on the P
Lil Timmy

need someone we depend on
Rick flair shit keep my money ina headlock yea
(Woah!)
Violins wit no beat
So high no psychiatrist I'm OD
Motherfucker eyeing

rather Hustle our way Up
How U gone Rob the Goon
This ain't no time to play
We dont do minimum wage
We rather Hustle our way Up
I move that Work by the Day

It ain't never no competition, I'll get them hot like cayenne pepper
You restricted by the same place you think you supposed to grow

If you knew

posted by the club with it
I was robbing they where drugg dealing
I fucked around and put love in it
You pose to never mix know love with it
You pose

don't even be in no mix
So don't play me hoe, I'm with all the shits
Kk all beauty only takin' Ws
Walk right by ya nigga have his eyes super glued 
Uh
I

Like what you say
We gon pull up
And we prolly rob the bank
Your niggas talking
They be smoking on that dank
I told em that ain't what it is
What you

to push like dis
It cost lil money to take to bih
Boss nigga had to do it on his lonely
Youngin growing up with no family
Now I'm ina woods plotting with my

(Fresh out the bank)
(Ooh, ooh)

(Ooh) fresh out the bank
I do my lil' bop, I don't know how to dance
I gotta get it, I'ma champ
I gotta give

with no bitch
Cause my bitch a start tweekin n shit
Ain't have no money go and hit a lick
And that's what I learned by the time I was 6

We cast a spell

have no strap
Lil’ nigga where was you at
When we was ridin’ with blicks
Slidin’ doing hits
Fuckin’ opps bitch
Catchin’ plays and shit
Lil’ nigga where

have no strap
Lil’ nigga where was you at
When we was ridin’ with blicks
Slidin’ doing hits
Fuckin’ opps bitch
Catchin’ plays and shit
Lil’ nigga where

Um Yea

Cardi B

Um Yea

2017

We havin' a check by the way
Huh, woo woo woo
You feel me? You dig
Shit look easy, know what I mean
Hey

Don't I look like I'm the shit lil

they ass and they mommas fuck that talkn
Fuck that drama, rob the robbas, bomb the partments
Kill they lil brother wit a burner, put em under, do

energy
What you can do to me depend on me 

Any offender shall begin to see
I’m Deacon of the Suckashit Allergic Ministry

No scientology just real nigga

Love's Gonna Get'cha (Material Love)

Boogie Down Productions

Best of Hip Hop [Priority]

1992

a lil' something like this 

I'm in junior high with a B-plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's

don't really give a shit about what you're saying bitch
What's your name? (Oh he's Hispanic man)

Ese Lil' Rob ready to take them to the street
Cuz I can

side of town ese, mi moto
Pero no me jolles, but I still enjoy this
Lil' Rob controla, fucking up this rola like a bomba on the boulevard
Cruising with

waiting cause you depend
Ima get this bag fo' the day end

Twitter fingers
You a lil joke
We ain't beefing thru the phone
No raid no case
On the business

got I'ma sleep on a bunk
Her buddy want lil' pockets fatter than clump
He gon' kill by the ho man that nigga a chump I ain't chasin' no ho I can't go