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Nice shit, I'm a nice boy
Got a bad bitch, I'm a bad boy
Dinero, dinero, 3 5 2 0
Farum na mapie, twój motyw to ksero
Zamek z betonu, ty nie wejdziesz tam

and her Audemar ya tomorrow
Order new cars and call it U-Haul
And have her move forty two closets
Worth for shoes and a new apartment
I'm ballin' he made

held the door open for one
He didn't thank me
He was showin' off his biceps
He could prolly bench two eighty five
For 8 or nine reps
He had me feelin'

1 2 3 4! WHOO, You are a gorgeous man, Mac
Yeah, uh!

Yo, my name is Lethal, if you not familiar
Big ball sack like a silverback gorilla
Red leather

store
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Song is two years old, gee whiz
Who would think?
Pull your motherfuckin' pants up
Your coochie stank
Fuck

outshined your offence
You're watered down nonsense
And I'm two hundred proof
Choking the local youth in this
Home made vocal booth
You're a fucking

to count the people
I sent to heaven
Produces more digit's than twenty-two
Divided by seven you like Kevin Spacey
Your style is usually suspect
You never

Richie
Face two blunts, then hit the stizzy
I'm with my Twizzy, he sip Trissy'
Fake ass nigga, just can't fit in
I told bro, yeah good riddance
He want

(It's Surreal Gang, lil' bitch)

I need a hunnid shooters on my side
I need two hunnid hoes just in my ride
Cut his ass up, like Frankenstein

want a new bag lets go
Pop a perc 30, I need two lets go
I got a couple of niggas that
Wanna do you so bad, 'fore nothin' get out
Me and my money been

a Lambo', nigga, two
Bulletproof, you get killed sipping chills
Been getting too close, bitch
Tryna get kissed

Baby, don't let me break this pill down
Kel

One, two, three no, no, no, no, no, no, no

It's a beautiful day, yeah
It's a beautiful day, yeah, yeah
Oh (Woo, yeah)
It's a beautiful day now, now

My therapist said that when I'm angry
All I gotta do is close my
Eyes and count to 60 so:

Don't be a 0 everybody take 1 second
To make a number 2

I'd whoop your ass
I hope your youngest son comes home
As a gay pornstar named Young Gummed Sloan
And he has two husbands Adam
And Steve and all
Three

just Mac
Light two cones, more for us
With the light blue smoke, pour it, stir it
And I might spew flows for purpose
That's you, just whack
You all high

providing resources
For you cause that’s my style, smile
I think you find happiness in a child
Or two, here, take a branch that’s big
Make yourself a nice

Teeflii got hoes with him, bringing five more
Two things I want, 60 mil and survival
Real LA nigga to the core
Getting faded by the beach
Beat the pussy by

Laying with the bitch nigga getting socks
Fool trying buy seven but
His budget two grams
Thirty hanging out his pants
Flexing on the Instagram
Young'n

ain't spinning back
Tell them niggas they ain't score
'till they catch me
Too good, like a nigga was a lefty
Keep two for a nigga try to test me
Got

don’t ask me shit
Don’t ask why I fuck with 2-6 big dog
I ain’t beefin with kids
Like Peppa I know they pigs
Big four oh take off his wig
Bullets bakin

Chez toi les junkies sont remplis d'euros
Le tarpé est dans le bouquet gros
J'ai fais mon chiffre fuck ce
Projet à 2 euros
Ouais le coffret dans le frigo

don’t gotta Mobb Deep like Prodigy
Two niggas the most probably three
Who you want LD? Or Baby Beans?
I don’t care bout no youTube reaction
All I know is

the guts
To call yourself intellectual)
After this you will be in more
Pain than you could ever imagine
Just the two of us left bleeding sadly after

with raw
Flesh hanging out his mouth
One or two more checks hanging out the couch
Son talking about Greek mythology
Hook me up to a polygraph
Best