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Gucci with fake ass leather
I mix pills with the drank make it taste a lil better
Mark his ass like some paint when we spin he get wet up
In the stu ima

profits 
Trigger finger itching cause I know they wanna get me
Niggas tried to rob me but they wasnt fucking wit me 
Its fucked up you gotta live yo life by

I need it, i'ma get it
That's for real jit (Bitch)
Big shit (Big)
I'm on some big shit (yuh yuh)
Make a milli, rob your crib
Makin' money quick (Cash

Getting money for a show, don't got to rob now
(don't got to rob now)
If I could say something to my niggas, put the Glock down
(Put the Glock down, put

Woke up to a bad bitch, raised up by sum old thugs
Young niggas love to rob plugs
Fuckin hoes while I'm sellin drugs
I'm clutchin a tooly
My bitches

You say you got cash, I got this FN nigga imma rob ya
She gave me that good brain, I got clear vision
She a eye doctor, boy I do not play
C’mon try me,

Welcome 2 Houston

Pimp C

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

H-Town, smoking, sipping on some medicine
Ain't nobody better than the boss when I floss
It's Slim Thugga motherfucker, still breaking boys off

Got

list is crossed off
The fit made its debut at the crosswalk
And I got all the juice to make all these cars honk
The former lost cause gettin' eyed by

cash she want more
Get a lil cash she want more
Get a lil cash she want more
(Gotta sip)
Got it on the first take
Shannon sharpe
I do better
Poppin all

My Boys

Trouble

Slime Season 3

2016

ain't ask for no help (nope)
He'll kill for Terrell (woo), I'll kill for lil' Jeff (baow, baow, baow)
So now we got right (right), these niggas went

something you can bet that I won't let nothing get in my way
Lil' Rob here to stay, but it won't stay this way
That's what you say, ok, pone, orale, orale,

something you can bet that I won't let nothing get in my way
Lil' Rob here to stay, but it won't stay this way
That's what you say, ok, pone, orale, orale,

on shit nigga we been did it
Trip to the 6 yo bitch she wit it
How you still broke i just dont get it
Tryna rob me pussy is you kidden
EA sports in da game

the trenches
I hit your bitch like a wide receiver
Smoke out the bag, got a lot of reefer
Jumanji Saint Laurent, it's made by a cheetah
I got her real cheap

Masquerade

M.O.P.

Masquerade

2002

the ghetto
I can see it in your eyes lil nigga you ain't a part
Of shake a niggas hand, shake a nigga hard
I keep the underground in shape and never be soft

to speak it
It's really something about me that
Make hot emcees go anemic

2 chains, I got 2 bitches
Watch me put it all together
Just like 2 Swishers
Got

out, lil' bitch, yeah, I got it (I got it)
Watch out, lil' bitch, yeah, I got it (I got it, yeah)
Watch out, lil' bitch, yeah, I got it (what? I got

I ain't got much but|I got a lil' cash in the bank|Still...|I got a lil' gas in my tank|I'm praying for a lil' bit of rain|But if it don't I

the window I'm a
Make it out the gutter
Everytime you see me I'm
Going hard muthafucker
Like yeah Keep it moving lil
Homie Keep it moving on
Yeah Keep it

To my muthafuckin niggah
You ready know that he just gotta get figures yeah
Now it's Lucid Tony in this bitch!
Ready know I gotta get
Ready got me a brand

stash, what you got
You lil hoe gave the drop
Where the gas, where the rock
Found it all, now you popped
These niggas know what we bout
I pull up with two

in the game, I feel like Kobe
Gun got a long nose on it, it's a no-go
Got four fast, need change, lil' homie

If I'm a heavyweight, then my bitch gotta

I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action
You want action, you get turned into past tense
Your boys deep? Well let's get to subtractin'

the pot, uh
She got Versace on her crotch, uh
It's purple, but this is not Watson, uh
I make that bitch squirt, it's a thot, uh
I turn a lil' bitch