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know wassup (know wassup)
They know the deal know the 4-1-1 (4-1-1)
We give 'em sum they can never get enough
If you tryna roll with us better leave

the heartbreak
Picnic
Alway been blunt you ain't likewise
Funny how I don't smoke
And you like highs
Probably cause you 4'11
And this the 411
Of how I'm eating

You want the 411 got you stun, heard you ask about me
Dropped another one on the run, and I'm comin' poppi
All about ya business you no fun, that

I rap about my emotions so y'all can relate 
That's my plan, but I just created 411 to talk about when they meet my friends 
I guess that's what you

Feels like I'm trippin' again
Goin in circles
I'm not so sure where I've been
I'm goin in circles again

This situation is a code red 911
My 411 is

Nigga I got two packs, you know I'm finna hit 'em up
Pussy niggas hating while a nigga balling rich as fuck
Bitch is 4'11
Finna suck it while she

of information
You're like 411
411

But I know a thing or two
Probably more than you
And face it I'm more fun
I'm more fun

And you know what you are
What you what

you're all caught up so dial up the denial
411 I hear the bitch repeat Yahoo
Now everybody's thinking the same thing

You're All Caught Up
You're All

the haps? What's the 411?
What you on?
What you on baby?
What's the haps? What's the 411?

In your eyes I see constellations and
When I touch your skin, feel

leave them for my bed
I go still wake up to my dirty

Help me call 911
Cos I'm really, guess I'm really fokd up
The formation fit be 411
Omo, know your

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O está predeterminado....

4'11", Fricken Mint
4'11"
He is carrying about 500 pounds
How you spell Compton
He smells like a bompton
I don't know how to rap
But that's no cap
BT

Missing 411
Tu coi tuoi amici falsi, io coi miei nascondo i passi
Senti il fiato sul tuo collo, i miei occhi sono sparsi
Se hai fatto i passi storti

4:11
9 O'Clock, she gon' suck my dick, sent my ass to heaven

She my side bitch, fuck it, I'ma let my mans hit it
Beat the fuck up out that boy, I swear

super fine
And I am all mine
So can you keep up
What's your 411
You just wanna waste my time
Or have some fun
So can you keep up
What's your 411
You just

coming
Blue lights get behind me flush it
Slapping this stick and I'm dumping
Tearing it out I just bought new Perelli's
But the 411's got me wearing em

in
She said "Let's begin
How long have you known
The man who came to your home?"
Early in the morning
4:11 am
The woman sitting in silence
My quiet

Es el coronel 57 desde ciudad neza hasta guanajuato con la Rc klan 411...

He intentado cambiar pero no no puedo
la muerte llagara como un piche

a mi gente
nosotros somos de frente
y tu solamente mientes...
y tu solamente mientes...
y tu solamente mientes...
y tu solamente mientes...

Es la 411

problems
My album, their atoms, c-1 modicum
1 over 3, 2 former 4-1+1 that's a high number gone

I ain't really big (Uhh)
I ain't really really really big

shit as well, uh () yeah
Okay yuh!
Hey

Mischa Barton wrist
I think my bitch be is gettin' jealous
I'm with Xelly doing donuts in the new H411
You know

a long long time
If i don't say how you want take know the 411
Say there are cold days when the hunger no dey understand
But i go wait here till the sun

Hino 411 - Hino 411 - As crianças boas

1. As crianças boas, filhas do Senhor,
Vivem sempre alegres, no divino amor;
Crescem na justiça e na retidão,

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