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I'm workin every single week like its urgent
All my verses got the smell of detergent
So clean u can eat off the words
Ain't gotta come to the show wit

Badd

Ying Yang Twins

USA (United State of Atlanta)

2005

got Ying Yang Twins and Mike Jones in the house tonight!
Yo yo
(All these piece) 
Collipark and Swishahouse in this bitch
Check it out, yo yo

I'm

now a fi me well I'ma tell my fallen soldiers it's not over
Me dash like a bong rung in a headspot Me admit seh me heart full of vengeance
Me take it

dangerous
Money all over my mental I’m Plotting cuz I’m impatient
Getting dough my only mission I stick to the operation
That’s on god Lil nigga

Bitch
Get back, get smacked
All these muthafuckas talking shit up in they raps
I don't give a fuck bout watchu think, I'm spitting facts
I don't give

is listed in keeping a tab
Hold on
That's the reason I don't rock wit y'all
No one know they self
That's the reason I'm on top of y'all
Fall over pick

Zay but
You can call him thickness, no name is my gang I'm feelin extra Hippy
Acid in my brain all you little birdies meltin
We act the same, turn 1

been waiting all day for you
Oh my god, oh my god, I had to pray for you
I've been sining now a gangsta, getting saved for you
Already winning but I'm

I'm still litty 
Blowing tha dope the shit smell real shitty
Coughing til I choke The way the woods hit me
Free Smoke for you hoes So get up wit me
 My

Blasted smoking herb and drugs bitch
Don't leave that strip until my money's made
Until I'm driven by a driver in a honey Range
Make sure it's accurate
Just

a Playbunny, that's cool
You could tell by the way that I live my life, I don't play by the rules
All I know, if you give me the gun imma shoot
What I spent

Where Ya Heart At

Mobb Deep

In Too Deep [Original Soundtrack]

1999

on
Ain't wetting going to jail you better shoot me
Just lost my heart-If I die you comin' wit' me
quickly while I'm pissy they're just bitches that's'

pushing the start
All of these Hoes on my DM
They see that I'm Poppin
No shawty gone play with my Heart
I count on my niggas my bros
Yea we kick the Doors

these feelings come and go
She said what you sorry for?
I ain't mean to break your heart
But you know what I'm known for
Drown out all my pain, now I'm

more than eyes when i die im gonna be immortalized
fuck it up, Lets get mo high she wanna stay up all night
I Speak my facts dont fuck wit ur chat
Yal

yeah)
They all mad that I speak with devotion
Always respect the means of emotion
You on a boat I soar by over the ocean
I'm Element to everyone not

on the e-way
In a 2020 foreign whip
And I drank a whole fifth
So I'm lit, y'all trippin'!
You bitch ass niggas
Will never, ever
Catch me slippin'
Got on blue so

you blinded by my grinding 
I'm do it all 
Dining from my rhyming 
All this money I might blow it all 

I got a lot to learn I still don't know it all

grown
Baby I'm on
Louis V belt like my uncle
And Gucci all on my cologne
Shorty a coffee shop girl, she giving me her money every time she tells me come

I don't know how to love
I'm sorry that I don't know how to love
(yeah) I'm sorry that I made you
Feel that way to change up

Think about all

already a veteran
Working through the summer, so I fall in line for next up
Cash out, then I dash out, gliding like I’m Drexler
Finger rolling to the rim,

I feel like I made it
Ain't touching my savings
Gimme 24 hours I spray gang all over the pavement
The 4 the location gang
I'm having perkys

getting swallowed by the city lights
The city lights the city lights
I’m gettin swallowed by the city lights
The city lights the city lights
I’m gettin

You know all a nigga ever really wanted to do was make it to the top
You know what I'm talking bout
Slip... slide, slip, slide
Young nigga finna make