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Paper Trippin'

WC

Rush Hour II

2001

Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang

What my nigga Chuck got tucked in Duck closet?

Where we from we got bread and he cuz
And got enough to raise hell in the streets cuz
We was raised by

Fuck next I got now running with the same set
That I told you niggas you ain't fucking with, who are we? WeTheFresh
Yeah
F.R.E.S.H. Gang
And you ain't up

the sadness

Young nigga fly like Aladdin 
Play w/ the gang it get drastic
He mad bout a bitch he can have it
If he disrespect me then i'm wreaking havoc
You

the trash out
Chuck the Booze cans
Bow dow to god
Bend before Hood gangs
We're all fucked
Doesn't matter who bangs



I'm the one bangin'

Some food for

I don't get high man I stay high 
I don't get by man I stay fly 
I don't get high man I stay stay lit 
Man I'm so high I'm in a space ship 
Every

after labor day
Yeezys on my feetsies got me Geechi in a major way
I got so much designer chucks I think I'm in Taylor Gang
I like Jun Takahashi and Junya

Do You Like Criminals?

Westside Connection

Greatest Mixes, Vol. 29

1997

is niggas that know what ends is
In high-top Chucks pushin V-12 Benz'
With hoochy hoes groopy hoes 
You know those with a gang of money lolo'

Notes, uncompromisable quotes, West Coast

I'ma bang on bitch boy, set it off, start it
Me, Snoop and Daz bangin' on the blue carpet
Chucks and accessories

a singles gettin tossed
Angels fallin from the roof
I'm surrounded by the smoke
Yo lady trying to drop it on a player cuz I'm wavy
Chronic in my coat I got

and the chrome

What you forgot about the chucks, the khaks, the T-shirts
The glocks, the dope spots, the curb, the herb
Swangin', gang-bangin, O G's, double fo's,

If it's Gucci on my socks then it's Gucci on my belt
There's two G's in this bitch and the Ace has been dealt
When Dark Gang in the building then you

to give my heart a break
Through all the rain and through all the pain
I still seen harder days
I'm locked in don't talk to me
I been grindin' all the way
I

the top
Pressure for a opp, we ain't letting up
Yelling Frost Gang before we hit him up
Man down, now go pick him up
Now go pick him up
Look! 
F*ck all this

gon' check your name off like just do it
Tryna run up on the gang get flagged down offsides
You ain't makin' no waves them small tides
Love talkin' but

chit-chat, no talking
Just a fuckload of pussies bugging, fuck it
One day, I'ma kick the bucket, chuck it
Got a big blade, might shove it dead, listen up

brother
I probably look like a hoax though

27, Woo! 59
Living amongst a new gang environment
I ain't surrounding it 
Trust me I'm staying alive

Wait,

the big big man who sold all your dirt
Fucked for the fifth by photo taking crooks
Who stole all my books and old Nintendo consoles
Sold em at the pawn

a woodchuck chuck before getting a fucking splinter?
Ay now he's spazzing someone gotta get him
Real rap What I deliver Kevin got that killer In him
Take your

off
Yo Yo Yo Yo Chuck
Yo what's good bruh
Yo your phone goin crazy right now bro
N****, do it got a dollar sign by it
Nah
Do it say Momma Paradi$e
Nah

Warning
The shit in this movie is performed by professionals, nigga
So for the safety of yo homies and everybody around you
(What the fuck is up,

money motivated, but it's time I'm after
Trynna turn a gang of frowns into a grip of laughter
See my peoples happy
Bills no longer factors
Automatic

Okay, look

Yung Durag on the tracks, I'm a fuckin' god
No day off, told 'em
"Rapping is my fuckin' job"
LOOP, that's the gang
But we movin' like

playing games on they own
We was outside always chasing the dough
Getting down, that was just another day in the Grove
From getting pressed by the gangs in