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hoes singing to kill
And I got problems
And I got your motherfucking problems

I got problems
Aye Aye Aye Aye Aiye Aye Aye Aye
And I got problems
Aye I

my trauma started leaving welts
Had to tighten up my circle, so I bought a Gucci belt
I been locked in with a few, I don't click with no one else
I

like Puff Bars
I puff bars and jug hard, y'all flows is subpar
I was in the trap pullin' strings like guitars
Pullin' off the lot in your Benz, dawg,

just move in silence like I'm 'bout to catch a kill
Got a lot of threats man I wish a nigga will
6'1 standin' with no Timberlands still
Glock 9's just

or I'mma just blow
I got it out of me cuz I am not allowed to be
The blasphemy and loud-speaking, outlawing fast MC
A lot of energy coming from this Hennessy

where your head at

She said be there in three, I open the door, she know where the bed at
Gucci colors on the gym sneaks, two stops on your body
'Fore I

Can I Get A...

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A Tribute to Jay-Z [Tribute Sounds]

2004

all of them diamond rings bitches kill for
Would you still roll?
If we couldn't see the sun risin off the shore of thailand
Would you ride then, if I

to cause fires in hell, fires in hell

[Half-A-Mill]
Stupid reefer, still ride Gucci sneakers
Ill, your shit can kill for the phone, if I leave her
I ain't

Easy On The Eyes

She might be 8 kinds of crazy
But I'm  crazy for her
This love just might go the distance 
If this love don't kill me first
She

Interlude

Terrace Martin

Here, My Dear

2011

for years, baby it's real
Lot of wear and tear on me, from all the homies we buried
When you take field trips, you better know where to kill

Yeah,

the, show the, show
I'm so embellished windy City cigarillo
I'm not god fearing boy, God steer me
Cfello
Sip lemonade by Gucci, the XL tee, yellow
Tell

you I don't feel any pain now
My foolish dreams were pursuing day by day even when I can't control them wow
You the first I loved and the last whom I

Shit, even when I do insult 'em
I do it so beautifully
Shit, I might kill the expectation
I might sing the eulogy
Shit, you might end up walking home for