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I said o god damn i’m that man
38 cocked back, bitch I am ready for war
Call up your boys better get to runnin’ when
You hear that noise
Pinecone

funk that can never be faded!

So you can tell by the way I funk my funk
No time for fakes, and no time for punks
Son rolls a thick one, brothers say

neck
All we just do is flex
Got the number on me now
You could get infest
Got the bible by me now, ima get it next
Hold my head with a heavy
Crown who we

unstable, but my income steady
I'm ready up, baby, if you want this life too
I don't get along with them, but I like you
I know where the bliss at, I can

about to get busy
Hope he's ready for this twist -
It's about to get dizzy
Now that the world turns - you
Can get a better perspective
Open a treasure

Well the Dj esta aqui de mexico
She's in the style from head to toe
Tiki tiki boom, tiki tiki boom
Well im ready already in the afternoon

Tu dices

Baby I’m just passin’ by

Man this ain’t no suicide
Just living my life in overdrive
Man this ain’t no suicide
Just living my life in overdrive
Man this

my own and my squad's well known
Don't make a nigga hand deliver
Punishment to your dome it's all!

My mind ready like Ray Lewis
Jumping out the gray

you by your pockets
No option if you froze up
Always play the offense
Niggas goin' to work and sellin' work
Late for work
Workin' latе, prayin' for work

lust?
Baby I ain't go lie
When I first saw you I just wanted to fuck
I ain't go waste your time
I just want you mine
You been hurt ok that's fine
I don't

ready to set the world on fire
One of his first performances
He was a bad stutterer but when he performed, he didn't stutter
And so his eyes lit up
And he

nothing
But my diamonds and my bands
This in my hair bitch he
Be hanging by them strands
Its that pretty fem boy
With that bogie vernacular
They be copying

(CashMoney AP) ap
What's good? Ayy yeah
(Slaughters, what's good?)

Need all my Guala, like ready, set, go
(Oh woah)
Got to hit once, then I'm going

the hood lovin' what I speak
Go tell 'em the real is back baby
Them other niggas weak (them niggas frauds)
Lately I been countin' money in my sleep
(count it

the banger man, as long as
You got the hammer man, we out
Go by the book
You ready to do this shit or what?
Yeah, yeah, 'this what I got to do

Out

head if
He got a bulletproof vest
I can't lose sleep 'bout no bitch, nah
I can't stress
I put Bottega Veneta, yeah, on her dress

Drive-by, we ain't let

ist zu bad
Sie wartet nackt in mei'm Bett
Baby got no Durex
Sie will, dass ich zerfetz'
Pussy trieft und nicht wet, ey
Pack' die Kugeln in die Nine

muujhe wo toh pehle se hi ready thi,
Bandi Teri got shot by Adi b,


Munda beparwah, ghumda azad,
Saari city vich udd da jiwen baaz,
Munda beparwah, hogeya

deep
I roll one deep
I roll one deep
Rollin'

Roll by myself in a city of hate
Know many relate cause it's magnified when they consider you great
See

sword
Gettin' ready to attack so COME AT ME BRO
SNORT SNORT don't try to make me OVERREACT
Because once I'm provoked
You get the WHOLE PACK
You may call

the one that slid in my Dm's
I was with it I'm not gonna pretend to
She said come at 11pm
So I slid on the i95
Be ready by the time I arrive
Ima kiss

Aye it's two in the morning and you know I'm faded
Fuck all that texting let's skip a few steps and go half on a baby
Aye I know you like it better

tryna let us in, we kick the door down
They be going for a slice with a whole knife
They be giving up their drive while I roll by
Ima get my fly ass

the team!
We off a bean! Goofy like your Max dad
That shit is fucking extreme
OK, I'm ready and back on my bullshit
Tripping boy smoke with the nymphs
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