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the car, fresh like a dead body

I be in the trenches with them youngins waiting on they stimmy
Glock 4-0 extension, another homi', it's just me and Timmy

feat. Mr. Lil One, Mr. Shadow

[Host:]
Tonight I'm standing on highway 666
Running pretends like the Cortez shipwreck

[Mr. Lil One]
Stimulated by

(Uhh, uhh)
(Ayy, ayy)
4Kizzy in this bitch, baby
Don't be wasting none my time, I need strips, baby
Lil baby, she a dime, okay
She wanna fuck wit'

wockiesha like bagmoney 
He crashed out I fell in love w keke her ass chunky 
I passed out thryna fuck the bitch like mr Marcus 
I laughed loud when I bust

In the middle of the trenches
I can’t leave my house if I
Ain’t got my pistol with me lil Kobie dead
On God I wish he was in prison
These streets get

My brain dead can't think straight im too high im floating
I feel so sleepy but my eyes wide open
Still remember where I came from but I don't know

nigga
That AR's like a rubber band, it'll stretch a nigga
Dead! Had to cut her off for the better nigga

Lil' bro's tweaking off the 'wood, think the meds

made a freak huh Ayy, she suck the whole dick up , no gaggin
Aggressive lil' bitch , say she like when I choke and I grab her

Ayy, got her legs in

The Joker's Wild

Insane Clown Posse

The Riddle Box

1995

bald head! 
The crowd can't help, look, their all dead! 
And they just watching their doom. 
We broadcast from hell to your living room. 
I ripped

not meant for your diction
Battled addiction in the womb
A crack baby by definition
Keys to ignition with no permission
That mean that I'm driven

Hold His Own

Cormega

Hustler/Rapper

2002

Playing Lil' Kim's part off The Benjamins
I ain't a player, I just wear Tims
No need for gators, my feet can't swim
I'm in Reno, Nevada, sippin' a pena

'm a product of TI and Boosie
And Jeezy and also Lil Will
And the Migos, the fourth one is here
Product of Hip-Hop I'm making it clear
I'm a product of jugging

Don't Panic

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi, Vol. 2: Gangsta Grillz

2014

or the grave
Real street nigga, no pen to the page
And I will beef with you anywhere, any place
Lil' ugly ass bitch better fall back
Keep my name out your

no grudge against you"
and my dick felt long and hard

"I am the man for which no God waits
but for which the whole world yearns
I'm marked by darkness

the private room I'm tryn see sumin
The booty hit a lil different when the bag jumpin  
Turn it up a bit I bet I make it drip drop
By the end I bet I end up

showed you, I showed you
My bitch my lil whoadie
My bitch from Magnolia
Surrounded by bad bitches
We up without Folgers
We live by that cash talk baby

Mr. Freeze

Slayer

Undisputed Attitude [Germany]

1996

You will be the lucky one
Who will see the deadly one
You will die on your knees
By the hand of Mr. Freeze

Will you see when the rest are blind

’m playin wit dis 
Cake 
I done been a lotta thangs but what i neva been is fake 
I’d ratha be mr lonely den surrounded by sum snakes




Nigga see me in dat

Yeah
Fuck my dead opps, and all they homies that's livin'
I want y'all niggas to know that
That's how I'm feelin'
On God (COUPE)
Fuck a dead opp

Look me in my eyes
Tell me what the fuck you see
Out here tryna'
show these crackers
I can chase a dream
Lil black boy harassed
Everyday by

like Thanos
You is a dead lil boy, you a goner, aye
Talking out your head
Yeah, that's blasphemous, you don't comprehend

I done went up
Lil nigga I

and I bet he
Let that bitch go ain't no telling 
Yeah real niggas don't need the credit, if it's smoke he gone pull up and wet it  

cnd dead all that lil

dead to me
We don't make no amends
Boy you dead to me, especially, uh
Yeah, Keep screaming you bad
Ain't none of that gangsta
I spend a night on your

hard by myself the real Kobe gone


Chores
Pressure in me city bitch it’s up we let 30s blow
My lil nigga with it he won’t never let that cutta go
Flex