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Illinois to the mothafukn world
Yea 901 bike life
Chicago what's popping nigga let's get it
( sugaman )
c lot of y'all been hitting me up wanna know how
Chicago
It was 50,000 watts a lot of electric shocks
For my mutating mind
We paddled and we played acoustically
Jack and Jill and me Davie
Ringo was just
Chicago style is 12 below
Tell me where they sell Girbaud's nigga never sell your soul
Your albums like those finger waves lyrically a green beret
Rip
Got up early this morning
Had my cup of Joe
Walked out to my 4 by
It was time to go
Through my bags in the bed
My dog jumped into the cab
Drove out
hoes is all a nigga be lovin
Bobby Chulo
You know me, but I don't know you though
Next to a blow UP from Chicago
Boy, I swear to God on the phone
Like
divas
Pull up with heaters
Doug hit me then the long nose blue
Now i'm feeling like Skeeter
Okay
Blessed by the most high y'all ain't scaring me
I'm
Me and the crew are sending this out to all the rooskie population
Peoples in NY, Detroit, LA, Chicago, Seattle, San Fran, San Diego
Stand up
around Rodeo
Signed to Savage Squad records
Your protege Santana came from Chicago
From seizure into Club 27 Fredo
I was writing bout' Club 21
Heard
and take yo' life, I got this Glock right by me, know this bitch stay on my side, I up this bitch ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra, these bullets taking flight, I got
Coast to coast, LA to Chicago
Western male
Across the north and south, to Key Largo
Love for sale
I put my heart on this beat
Pen to the paper, you
I don't know why
I always cry
At night
Just thinking of you
I wish that I
Can rewind time
So I can be right by you
Visions of you saying I do
I knew
Bigger Than Your Head
Most Things Are Bigger Than Your Head
Pizza, pasta, put it in a box
Delivered on a cart that's driven by an ox
Every frog stacked
you from?
I'm from Chicago
Pop a Molly I'll get there
See the stars don't seem fair
Live there one day
Hate you cause I got played
I get high to avoid
ain’t no more stress. I hold it all , up in my chest, just giving my soul I’ll pay for the rest, hope that they blessed by me and my others that’s life is
fly foxes to chicago
Swipa's buzza-beatin 3
United clubs with laced blunts
No kisscams center of the screen
I'm feeling like monogamy's forsaken
Cuz our
feeling like i’m from the Chi (chicago) and I’m not talking about Chance (Chance The Rapper) cause this ain’t come by chance I been trapping and making
buzzed up
Young Dbo was servin'
Had them drugged up
Bitch I been dope
Uh yeah
Might kick a freestyle
Right by the oven
Shiest did a few swipes
Look like
Yeah, this for the midwest players man I talking all around Milwaukee, Chicago, Detroit
God give me that strength Ma gave me the canvas and my pops
Lamborghini
Fifteen minutes later, the store car pulled up by my house
The police ejected me and took me to jail
They charged me with vandalism to auto,
Losing sight of a past time
The years fly right by with the drinks
It's morning in this small apartment
And I just threw up in the sink.
The coke
Now I'll tell you in Chicago boys, I was broken man
Dirty movies, credit cards and bills past due again
And that son of mine spit in my face and then
live and die by the motto, let none survive
Livin' off my last cut, can't hold the sword up
You can have that for free before I take your best offer
on through the USA
Stopped off at Niagara taking pictures of the falls
Tried to cross the border were accosted by the law
People down in Texas from
There used to be a main street cross the country
And that good ol' road would take you all the way
From clark and ogden street up in chicago
I
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