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then, I'm in and out

Dat's cool

I ain't even trippin', ya know I'm sayin'?

Dat's how you feel?

Yeah, just be ready when I get there nigga

I stay

lil bitch wanna suck on this dick
Yea Yea
Um to legit
Mc hammer I keep strap
It's aint in my lap
It's in my hand
Bitch um the man
Bitch im
Let dat biih

Face down
Bodies dropped
With my clock
Off
In a box
While the opps
Stay on top
Naw
We ain't going out like that
We ain't going out like that
We ain't

Doin my thang man 
(And I ain't got the time fa dat)
Why niggas wanna hate on they brother
(Say ya name cus they want suttin)
Niggas wanna hate on they

I won't live like I did last year (kids chanting)

I won't live like last year
Man dat shit was dat bad
Switched my motion no friends
Gahdamn ran up

back back
And I got gas in the backpack
If they ain’t gang don’t pass dat
If they want smoke ima match dat
Shawty ass fat ima tap that
Niggas ain’t gang

dis rappin shit
Misguided gang
Misguided mob
Yeh yeh dats top tier
Your favorite rapper hes not here
All your convos just not clear
I been going like

her (let's go)
Boy dat nigga he a snitch, acting like we ain't seen da papers
I can see him from a distance cause dis glock, got a green laser (pew)

smoke u
Eat up the beat like its toe fu
K'Shawn dat nigga I told u
I ain't gone hold u
Let's get a bag today
Let's get a bag today
Ain't going out sad

a man bout NIGGA
Never gave a damn about clout NIGGA
All you real niggas know
We Out Here NIGGA

I been breaking nights like a
Vampire burning bridges up

nobody stop my shine
I'm like the sun number 1
Momma smile just to see what I've become
I'm a young man wit' a big dream
Tryna make it out the projects

Bangin and representin, doin my work
Money over bullshit
You can't ride for the hood if
The hood ain't got yo back
Homie, what the fuck is dat?
You can't

No

Ali

Heavy Starch

2002

wood with wheel on
With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit

Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit
Top down

the Porsche covered till I got my baby finished now I’m stuntin on dem niggas, ain’t no question dat winning. Real nigga reached out and watch people flake

Bunz

New Boyz

Skinny Jeanz and a Mic

2009

like my bunz fat and juicy
I don't want no saggy bootie
Tryna do me naw
You can stop
I ain't touchin' nothin' 'less the bootie pop
Got a milli like man

like goin' against God
And I ain't gotta make excuses, why
I don't fuck whoever, whatchu wanna do about it
Thought not, fuck around get crossed out
You

tuckin
Off a perc, shawty be cluckin
(Balling by my lonely)
This ain't no loving just fuckin
No jolly rancher she suckin
(Ain't going out like I'm Tony)

shit when I leave the town nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules Boo and you gon'

half amazing, half man
Pussy bomb she a Afghan
But I ain't trynna save the last dance
Memba memba mi tell yuh dat
Memba memba

I'm the nigga highkey,

of luck
Can't live longer
Can't live longer
If they kill my dawg
Rock out like John Wick
Got a hit stick
Like Marshawn Lynch
Trunk his ahh
We going to run

Tek dat
Tek dat
Bussin ya bean
Tek dat
Tek dat
Bussin ya bean
Jetpack man way I left 'em all eating my dust
Left 'em all lookin' at me

Good gyal

like a basketball, she tek time out fi vomit
Unuh listen to mi stlye an unuh listen to mi lyrics
A Beenie Man deh yah, mi a drop it ( a seh)
CHO
2. But

Keep my eyes on the prize I don't want to love quick
All these weird human beings out in the public
I ain't got bread to waste like I'm on a budget
They

so hard to do
when i was shot dat nigga like i started to cause breakin old habits so hard to do
fresh out da dealership crackin up wit cigarsin