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this chrome
Stuck in this cold world, wont let em overdose me
My day one switch like change the channel
can't let em Kanan Ghost me
Knew it was smoke I

ain't a man's drink
The Alizé is bullshit
Ask my nigga Prodigy how I go out
He was drinking in my studio
And nearly fell out

And E-40, man I had ill

aint gotta Hideout 
You can do what you want
Welcome to my house
For the coca

She'll do it for the coca
Lil mama go loca
She just want some coca
She'll

We about to smoke (smoke)

Yea this yo boy Lil Jon
With them Eastside Boyz
This yo boy Big Sam man I'm High
Aye man hold on this yo boy Lil Bo man

it out
(We Bangin it out)
Im thinkin bout
Burn it down
Or let it rain
No matter what you klaim
You not safe
In pa
You kan see it in my face
Ill go get

this gas that I'm blowing in
Yea it smells like i farted
This ain't the end lil nigga, I just started
I'm finna steal my grandmas car then, park it
That

sparrow 
Shooting arrows like the natives 
N****s they be brainless 
I feel like I'm the greatest 
Yea I'm on my god s**
And I'm always dropping bangers 
I

Constantly Hating

Birdman

Barter 6

2015

got 50 whole bands, you'll be my sponsor (Just for the night)
Them snakes on the plane, me and Cognac-conda (Condas)
I might piece him up and let my

the ghetto, fighting thru the struggle I was in it from the get go
Pull the trigger shoot my shot I hit it like melo, couldn't afford the real game had to play

selfish 
I did everything 
To make sure 
You don’t regret this 
Hit the right spots 
Put your body on my checklist 
I took me some time 
But we ain’t go

a ticket)
I got no time, homie it's go time

Destroy and I conquer
My cocaine bonkers (Fuego)
Flow hotter than a sauna and sharper than some Katanas
Real life

a dance?
Making a dollar a hundred a hundred a thousand all part of the plan
Now that I’m signed to United the money I profit goes into my pants

N*****s be

hunting and eating these lambs
Let me slow so it down for just a minute 
Everyday I wake I go and get it
Lifting plates and doing intermittent 
Feeling

Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!

(Joe Budden)

Them wolves is out nigga

(Ransom)

daddy sittin' in
That cell going crazy
Thinking about Lil' Snupe like
His life amazing and he don't even owe me
That's my daddy but he don't
Really even

Cris lead it off like a hut
Graham Malice keep it so nonchalant
Romii Rae she gon do what she want, ay!

I'm back on my grind (Let's go)
I'm back

i go broke i get it out a big bi**h
I need my canes chicken bi**ch i need them big strips
You ni***s talk too much but claiming you got stitch lips

n****s play me
Like an instrument
Nah
But I’ll let lil’ shawty blow me
Like a trumpet
I told lil’ baby I turned
Nothing into something
So let a n***a try

yeah
Everybody, time go come
When you pop, I better rock out with that gun
Yeah, yeah
Duece shit for life
Youtube check my diamonds in the mall
These

Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened

I know some niggas that'll get you gone by Tomorrow She a freak, pull out my phone and i
Smash her on record (P)  Bitch , I'm 2pskiii , lil , Hoe,

of gun crime
It could have been me, it could have been my family
Kill me now and I don't know who would be proud of me
I let so many people down, it's like

ain't scared to go to hell
Only God can judge me, it's just I, me and myself, yeah
It's just I, me and myself
I love my lil' brother, he remind me

a drophead
Tell 'em, "Fuck they feelings, drop dead"
Go tell 'em I said
It's fuck the world like my pops said
It's thug life just like Pac said, just like