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it's Madagascar
By the way I make him move it
Move
Fuck around one to many times You lose
Imma kill the pussy on the news
Imma fuck around hang that boy

I noticed this is about worry
Worry is circular
Worry is going around and around
It’s not being concerned about something
That’s not what Jesus means

Let me loose, can't be held down
If it's really love, I'll come back around
Southbound when it gets cold
Cause warm weather never gets old
Don't need

Gotta get the money, bitch I stack it from the ground
These niggas turned to bitches, but it ain't gon slow me down
I fucked that nigga bitch, I told that

lotion baby gyal put on me, put on me! (Yeah ah yeh yeah) Girl put on meeee!. (gone on break it down) ha

2nd Verse:
Step when I step then turn around

car that'll ride around wit the tint
Rather be scared straight before I be some dead weight
Grams wanted me out the street life
Inside by the street

everywhere the fuss

Caught by my brother, I'ma rock a hot, I'm comin' home
Lay down around with my brother, he tryna catch a hop
And we come to one time, we

a piece of her pierced belly
She looked hungry but you could tell by her butt to one degree
She be getting down like, "Yo, wassup?"
Um, um, nothin' was

Rendezvous collab with the squadron release the pressure felt
Day by day on solid ground you gotta hold it down
Alert by the warning sounds from flashing

around
And he dont put his pole down he know it can go down
Life in the fast lane your lame if you slow down
Silencer on the suppressor we dont make no

dawg where I'm from we thug from Monday through Sunday 
Stayed down so long then got in my mode they ain't see this coming 
See this glock on me here

Bro don't got no life, he on they block, he tryna sin again
I had missed a shot, I spent the block, I had to spin again
.223 had hit his chest, he

a house of pain land mines make you jump around
I can see the end through my Baldwin glasses
Still need money for a grave and a casket
Capital greed got us

coming up behind you better turn your head around
Boy get down Get down oh
Like I be lifting weights I count my money by the pounds
Y'all really didn't

down (down)
Keep on talking loud, you'll get put in the ground (ground)
I'll spin the block around, hear the gun popping sound (sound)
I'm making

hurts worse
Go splurge
I could drop a bag on his head

go spin
I could pass a crash crash dummy test
Jump in
Nigga I'll dive off the ledge
Take dick
Nigga

body bags they gotta carry him
Meek Milly I squeeze millis and got accuracy
So try runnin' they dumpin' and
Hit the back of him
Hit his crown and spin

I’mma shut this shit down
Bad bitch with some pussy we gone pass her around
Nigga fuck what you say
Get the fuck out my face
I mean business I got

come flame/
Pain hit like shockwave when the needle jump/
See me come up from the abyss and your brain will turn mush/Capitals crushed by the robust

You heard that uhh that new Loss Daze by by that Kid Bootz
Naw naw mayne I ain't heard that I ain't heard that
Mayne fuck wrong wit you mayne you

spin around like tornados
Yall niggas don't like that I'm back but I'm always just rapping I love it like mi amor
My flow automatic I'm letting him have

Friday

Krayzie Bone

Next Friday

1999

rat
Dukie braids no dreadlocks
Flyin' in and out of jail have a chicken and a cock

And I love her 'cause she down
To fuck around wit the underground

knockin' out a racist cracker
They tried to jump him like they ain't know Black Lives Matter
Supposedly Kanye worth around three bill'
But that ain't

Hunt
You 
Down

Hunt you down

Blood boils
Earth shakes
All the angels frown
Blood Moon Bitch 
Has returned 
She's come to claim her crown

Evil