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[Chopper]
What you say Freddy P ya heard me
Its all chopper city ya heard me
Your little brother ya heard me
I representin the band ya dig

sleep til the suns up cause I hear all these words in my head
Wonder when it’s gon come to an end
All this money is making them hate me I don’t got no

bitches Tyler Perry
Posted up on the block wit me
Hit the mall just to shop with me
Hit the plug go and cop with me
Hit the studio and rock with me
Band up

The only way to find this dusty track
Is to let me be your guide
When the dusty track ends the homestead begins
With two enormous gum trees standing side by

like no pictures 'cause my wall's dirty
Had a baby by a bitch who with other turf
For Booka do double life for my brother worth
They wanna see me die,

a young maverick
Smoking on cabbage
Can't fuck with bitches
That shit ends up tragic
Make hella bands
Houdini
That's magic
Don't give a fuck
I'll put you in

heart love marijuana
I had to quit it cause I know I can't let down my mama
I'm a psycho for the bands, know I got a stack up my guala
I cut ties with

The Ghetto

Nas

The Documentary 2.5

2015

On his way to the top with his cash, he shrugs
Kidnappers, degenerate thieves and gamblers
Stealin', panhandlers, wrappin' grams up
Rubber bands on they

Ran up that money can't be on no broke shit
If he talk he get hit with a drum kick
Walk on yo block tryna catch me a body
Choppa kick shit like it know

a woolly mammoth
Uncle Bun say he got a lick, it's time to set it up
Slide on 'em with them sticks like we slappin' hockey pucks
Catch that nigga

Next Question

Kid 'N Play

Face the Nation

1991

too clean to curse?
You can't curse?
What's up with that?
The booties...

[ Kid ]
Yo Play, take this one

[ VERSE 1: Play ]
We want to be a part

get me a heavy check, make a mess with it
Make the big bands, get the big bands, fuck 'em up
Make the big racks, get the big racks, fuck 'em up

a bunch of mistakes, I'm up in rank, I see a great man (great man)

What happened with you, ain't dare disclose
Still ain't forgave myself (forgave

I'm dead
cnd If anybody's asking tell em I've been in the lab 

Count it up 
Count it up 
Count it up 
(Count it up all day)
Take your time 
With your

I just wanna fly, fly away
All I see are clouds, happy if I die today
Catch me with the crown, I'm the king I can taste it
Face me, I'll make

really thinking that they music is poppin
I'm coolin with kazze, that is my brother we batman and robin
Im getting Fucked up, all of these drugs I got too

it's one of my pictures
I posted a joint with a half naked model
I think it's one of his bitches
I'ont like none of ya niggaz
I'ont like none of ya

fantasize bout strangulating
Coordinating with the feds fi mi fail
End up in jail without bail
Now light it up the malatov cocktail. Suh now me watch dem

to terms with never seeing her again
Older brother's telling her "it's gonna be okay"
But she's numb to the words
All she feels is the pain
She don't her

big trips bout to takeoff with the rap
Who you know ready to buss on a nigga that fake, like a bottle just knock off his cap
I got some niggas up out

and she want me to beat it up
Like I got to keep it tucked
If the Ruger jam up, on bro I'ma beat him up
Like these niggas can't tweak with us
That's Bands

Let me explain what I mean
He still wanted to make change
Fed up with his current situation
Spent his whole life
Hanging out with the wrong crew
He

night, up in Sam's I was with her
Started throwing bands, I'm a South Side hitter
Really I was faded but I'm always on some dumb shit
(No time, I was

She told me she my lover
But I don't love her baby I'm just tryna cuff her
Big bands baby I'm a money lover
Not the same ever since I lost my brother