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Michael Rose and Alborosie sing
Yeah (oh)
Give thanks and praise to the Most High, you seet?
Pupa Albo deh yah

Callin', the Higher Man Rasta is

Am I hip enough to hop with them?
Is it hot enough to drop again?
'Cause the game is lost, and we out of breath
And with a compass, send the oxygen

"New Orleans is ruled by thugs even more
Ruthless than LA's most violent gangs"
"The Crips & Bloods tried
To establish themselves here
And these guys

inside his wheelchair
Ain't hit my ex in a minute
But you know the love is still there
Rico hit my line, he got a seal for me
(It's clean)
Nana house is

Rhymes souped-up like lentil to show my
Mental is not accidental
My world revolves ‘cause it’s autocratic
My guns revolve, but some are automatic
Vision

Savage just like Beans
That's who Beanie Sigel is up them poles
Heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit
Pistol beatin' shit
You don't know what pistol

top
Told that bitch stop
You want smoke, what's up?
Get your ass scuffed
I'm countin' green bucks
Boy, you smokin' huff where is the bus?
I need to get

to the instrumental
Read the signs before you end up
In a pile of shit you probably did
The least you can do is crack a window
You smell that? And if I
Catch him taking

of the glitch
Some cope only if they're opening a wrist
Just when you thought the
Galaxy out grew them he is back
Gigantic and panicky with the truant
Welcome

(Sosa on the beat) aye, aye
Gang nigga aye, aye, aye
Bang gang Gang
Aye, aye aye, Front $treet, aye

My watch is so flirty
(bling) , take your bitch,

it's blue flame
Will-o' the-wisp babe
That, that, that is faction

Will-o' the-wisp babe
Oh baby, it's blue flame
Will-o' the-wisp babe
That,

yeah
Why you always want a threesome? yeah
All you think about is money, yeah
All you care about is your homies, yeah

Boy, you so extra dolla, you so

plottin' on a spouse
What's this all about? I don't even know
Only thing I know is that I'm throwed
(yeah, yeah, yeah) sippin' and spillin'
Villians is

Oh lord, oh lord, please come and save me
Come avenge my life
So sorry, bitch, but God can't hear you
He is deaf tonight!
Lil Remains gon' make

This one is for the quiet storm
This one is for the quiet storm
Yea I hope it rains all night baby yeah
Ooh lay your body down
Lay right now next

a grin
Like a politician when he raises taxes
I'll spin the Earth off it's axis
And I ain't even serious kid
This is practice
Who draws water the fastest?

"Ooh
Nothin'"

I said all you know is bustin'
All you know is thuggin'
All you know is hustle
You been working more than clubbin'
Moving underground,

holdin' me back (back)
I don't know how but it's not gonna last
'cause i won't let nothin' crash my party
Oh oh

Life is what, you make it
So let's make it

(Young Chop on the beat)
She say she love me, whatever that is (I don't know)
(BandKamp)
Do me a favor, save that shit (bitch)

She say she love

of the story is the glory
(is the Glo)
The moral of the story, these niggas shorty
(these niggas hoes)
The moral of the gas, I smoke weed
(smokin' dope)

Heard but ain’t seen
Niggas biting flows, but they still ain’t me
This, that, let it slide, I’ma be alright
Never losing sight, kid is doing fine
Shit is

is luxury

At some point in life
You gotta learn to let it come and go
O-o-only if the math is real
Stay on my job, grind with my squad
Make no

Rhyme dust, I get my rhyme on dust
Guaranteed to make it right if your night is a bust (yeah)
Rhyme dust, I get my rhyme on dust
Guaranteed to make it

mami, porque así nací (ella es así)
Les enseño como Jackson 5 el ABC, ja (lo tengo, lo tengo)
Yeah, this is what you want to see (what you wanna be?)