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even when they riding by
Windows up, tinted, never see us like private eyes
Veronica Mars, Bars sweet like some apple pies
Never need to set high beams,

sound off
Basically sayin’ anybody tryna make it’s a crab
And deserves t’ get knocked off
Oh, you mad, bruh? Well gon and keep hatin’
Long’s my music

we shared... the time we spent 
I was young when you left but i will see you again 
And me, you and momma can all reminisce 
To my sister, right by yo

just want some brand new shoes 
I just want some brand new clothes 
And ima get the money from you

Yo whats good my names Lou, Yeah
Im from the district

clean like my rims
I know I keep nines on my side but I still like tens
It's my party so I do what I gotta
St. Louis heard my motta'
Meanwhile bring your

I know what you're goin' through friend
Deep in my heart i wanna put a clear end
To everything we know is hurtin' yo brain
I'm 'bout to sit down with

yo opinion let me see you do it better then
Yaah yaah yaah got em feigning let me bleed em
Bounce it like you mean it
Don't believe it til I see it

stepping out
Plus the pay grade lesser, yes sir, still
Body image undressed and messed up, chill
So, what a real man supposed to do?
Smile while I'm feeling

shot is so overdue
Yo raps leave me so confused
How are you lit with a broken fuse
You do what he do so I know ya moves
So stop saying y'all are

"meet me by the gates"
War ready, war ready, stay scheming
Skinny nigga, pot belly, stay eating
Break bread, I do more than break even
I ain't following

whenever you know that I'm home
Let me pregame, I never leave home unless I'm gone
Yeah the whole crew gon' come out we don't move alone
On that do not

behind
I came in this world way beyond my time
And then put in more work in
Than all these niggas combined
Uh, add it up, they don't even do the math
By

noise get ya crown taken
(Aye) i just dumped on a opp at the
Store and I'll do it again
Nigga talking bout he wanna be gang
So we gon shoot him in
Shoot

'bout a hit it all night
We gon' do it the right way when it comes to that time
When you see me at first, you gonna know what I'm like
Alright, can do

nasty shit, when you lick and nibble it
Tongue fuck me nigga, turn it up a little bit
I like bitches too, shawty now what you gon do
I can get room, fuck

Till the lord needed his spirit
Now I'm hoping that he's looking down
Head boppin like when I'd beatbox for the 16s 
I promise the fam gon eat Kid
Yo

windows dirty
On the road where I be swerving 12 on my ass I got no limit
No I ain't herb but I do like them nasty bitches
One thing I love by gang we see

Guess, whose, right
Back up in this game
Still not here for fame
But who am I to say I do not want that money coming in
Nebo, nspita umulilo nsha

Problems

DJ Green Lantern

Countdown to Armageddon

2007

Lotta niggaz talking that bullshit, yeah!
We gon do that and do this here
c'mon! You don't want no motherfucking problem bitch ass nigga
A-Town! Yeah!

Can I Get Some

King Just

Mystics of the God

1995

[Intro]
Hell yeah
This is how we supposed to do
Uh-huh, Black Fist we gon' do?

[Chorus]
Drop the grenade, niggas ain't larger
Time to get paid,

Pixar incredible
The shit I do at seventeen supercedes
What you gon do by thirty
And the douchebag persona simply just does not concern me
While you screw

gotta show titties
I ain't tripping nigga, this your city
(Like, Like, Like)
What the fuck we gon' do today?
You Stevie J, I'm Juicy J
We turnt up,

Yo-Aye
I think niggas too busy going ghost
I'm ghosting all my hoes for what
I'm ghosting them for what
Ain't got a real reason to do it
I'm not even

Take a trip with me down boulevard In a lover's ride
With you by my side, on a lover's side Underneath The moonlight glow
Vacation vibes with you,