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the root of the problem//
“Proud Boys, stand back and stand by”
Everything out that man’s trap was a damn lie
He ain’t give a crap, nigga, if your fam died

seater pram
Tell her boy get lost like Peter Pan

When I rock up in a mask I feel like Jim Carrey
Make a man flee my face is that scary
Tell a ManU know

Yeah
Aye
Ice boy shit nigga
Let's get it

Last time I used a gun, bitch I made the news
Last time I seen yo face, I had you running ooh
I'ma punch

three
Fuck a kick door, bro been had them keys
You a shooter or a rat boy? Need extermination
We gon' handle business any type of situation
Staying

hours
I tell everyone my love for you up on the tallest tower
If them boys act up, baby girl, I got that firepower
If them boys act up, baby girl, I got

didn't matter
Painting on the beaches of Miami smoking diesel
Accompanied by demons, we both got our reasons
First it was i love you now we don't know what

Take notes

What you think this is yo?

Dog This ain't a joke

Play the cards I'm dealt while you fold 

That's the difference bro

Let them run they

afraid to jump off that stage
Get up on my turf 
Let me give you that slurp

Boy you got it goin' on
Make me wanna shout Kuhkon (Kuhkon)
You know I'm not

Got My Eyes on You

Akon

Promo Only: Urban Club (May 2008)

boy dive on in

[Chorus]

[Styles P:]
You know I keep the thing on the corner
Them shorties on the block is real wild, you make a move you a goner

your picker
Put some sense in there don't be eager
Imma backstreet boy always sweeter
Ask Benita

I don't know
All I see
Is money
Coming in
Let them go

Black crystals, black crystals
We gone take off like some missiles
I roll with them niggas that's banging them pistols
Dumb ass lil boy what's your

Neva Had Sh*t

Gucci Mane

Murder Was the Case

2009

times, man I'm high already
I like that girl with them braids and them high-top Chevys
Got that bump for stick-up, Starter and the big boy chest
Tried

Rollin

S.P.M.

SPM: The Purity Album

2000

on the lean
Burban clean
6 screens
Biscuit tucked at the seams
Make my dreams so real
Plot to make a mil
Let these haters know the way a player really

these lame niggas i am not one of them 

Uni born for the fame this shit ain't a game you can tell by the way i be coming in 

Boy you out your mine if

they shoppin' at stores
We got them hands for a nigga that's a hoe
Give me a gun by callin' up bro
Real deal slime, this shit can't go

Niggas so turtle,

Enemies barin their claws, it all comes down to this
Let's do blue 42, twice at the most
Let the situation choose, red 32 or green 2 20 dos
Peace deuces

showing you my real life, lil nigga this ain't no filter
Action packed we gotta kill em
Ima make them boys remember, nigga know he ain't a member
Why these

(Belin be chasin' them bands, boy)
(ATP, damn, ATP)

You say you a gangster, my name be the culture, therefore you in danger
Cup sittin' on Act',

her, open it laid
She was told by her father: it's much to late
They're never gonna let you in anyway
And she said: you know, it's never too late
To be

bringing mamas out 
She crying , my baby boy , never brought him out 
We lined them up and picked them out 
Check one Ima check em out 
Blood realest crawler

Said you was done with love nah girl you done with them boys
Don’t nobody make you laugh they playing with you like toys
And now you’re finally fed

you want a demon or rude boy?
Let me know, let me know
Let me know, let me know

Baby, do you want a demon or rude boy?
I can make it look like suicide

brings the people so we're famous
Us man never nameless
Yo babes, lemme get a taste
Let me get your WhatsApp, let me know your ways
See the way I'm

Love Story

Stephen Stills

Turnin' Back the Pages

2003

comedy
Of strangers posing as friends
I know they don't know who I am

Hurry, it's time to make your move boy
Hurry, you better get along with it soon