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Yeah
J4YY
Don't forget the B
Lord have mercy on my soul, I've been sinning for some days
I just had to raise the flame
Cause they keep on playing

a bitch by the look in your eyes
Stuck in the trenches, know I be four times trappin
Niggas be hatin', you know that we feedin' them Static

I got the bag,

pension
I'm retired by 20
Made a promise to my guys
We gon ball forever
I'm shooting my shit
In love with the sticks
In love with the bricks
I know I won't

four minutes before
With four grand floored then I'm back in the bitch

Picture yourself in twenty five years
Take a deep think brother what do you see

nigga thats how I chill
I Used to pour a four up in my cup after I popped the seal
Then split that shit w my brudda you know I always keep it trill

pension
I'm retired by 20
Made a promise to my guys
We gon ball forever
I'm shooting my shit
In love with the sticks
In love with the bricks
I know I won't

Hit they block
Four deep two Glocks
Four choppers tucked
I took his bows
Say it's money on my dome
Imma call his bluff
Told him I'm with my fours

gonna think a nigga glowed up 
Loaded to the bone and you can bet these niggaz froze up 
Twenty niggaz roll out 
Tell em that their rolls up 
On my knees

5, 4, 3, and 2, 1
5, 4, 3, and 2 is always better than 1
Thank god we finally ya'
I hope you niggas got the count right
It's 4th quarter we up by 20

Light-hearted mind 
Entering he sees 4 four doors as do I
The rightest path seeming to lead to a dirt-bound-crater in
Side of a large open room, smells of mining,

They tryna dap me and call me they Brody now
Two to four bitches like Kobe now
I'm fucking wit' other niggas bitches
Cities I ain't from they ask me

Turn dat four into eight
No more sleeping on the floor a new estate
I don’t know them stop them a the gate
I got bigger visions they don’t know my

on potholes
Uptown for the sneaks
Hunt em down on the creep
I can make 20 bands in a week
By selling this work to these fiends
Pop a molly like a bean
She

(Laurie Radford), anglais:
Once upon a time, there were twenty five tin soldiers, all of them brothers, for they had all sprung from an old tin spoon. They

When I pull up
All black fresh wax
When I pull up
Five stacks gold plaques
When I pull up
4 on me like Dak
When I pull up
All net no backboard
Pull

Swerve

Lil' Boosie

Gangsta Musik

2004

ho's done heard of you, that dirty do
Anything to attract them ho's
Hang out the window with they shirt off throwin' up them fours
This how it go, you

more gas then a pump

Chorus:

Young turnt n-gga b-tch I’m up and they curious 
Spent about 4 or 5 on my jewelry  
I get the commas and numbers no period

Imma being chased by the hounds of hell,
Losing sleep at night, I wake up and yell,
Twenty-four seven I’m afraid, I swear,
Death whispers in my ear

you know I'm a menace
Dreaming of hellcats while facing these demons
Pour four I'm leaning
This drank got me scheming
These drugs got me feigning
Might

the same, the same (the same)
They keep telling me to change

Twenty four hours away, away
Been stuck on my mind all day
But I can't go (can't go) stay cold

by any means
Number 2 put on for your family
Number 3 make sure they know who they see uh or they know of me at least
Number 4 stay out the mix

got their six 
Every twenty four 
Seven days a week
cnd  forevermore 


Raisin a glass 
To all of the ones in the heavens
The way my life's been

twenty-four seven
Some day soon
Every wasted hour has sixty wasted minutes
My heart is breathless from the race
Your heart is barely in it
Still I feel

the ultimate mathematical skill.

20 ÷ 4 is 5 
5 x 4 is 20 
25 ÷ 5 is 5 
5 x 5 is 25 
30 ÷ 6 is 5 
5 x 6 is 30 

Now, one more time, the division line.