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Lines nach so wie Biggie Smalls
Vier Uhr Dreißig, Rounds um den Block (Block, Ja)
Ich hab‘ wieder Lines in meim‘ Kopf (Kopf, Woah)
Weiß nicht, ob ich

the gym lifting 
I came off the block with the old heads 
I been makin money I can't my time 
2 12s beat like a drum line 
She know I beat the pussy like

Driving down the line
All I see is fire
Standing on the side
Just another DI
Have the right to fight
I'm afraid of dying
What we gonna do
When we see

bitch hit my line but I know she a freak ya
Choppa on ya block pussy boy it gon teach ya
Choppa with red dots gotchu running out your jeans ya
Slide down

just to get it whatever way without a problem
Was born in my blood holding it down with my cuz
If you ain't off da block
Then you don't want fuck with us

that bitch
Taking flics
Imma deck her
I Spin your block
Something like
A propeller
I make your
Block hot
The first day
Of December

I'm getting sturdy
In

hide those
I got mine on tight ropes
If I say it that's final.

Player
I'm all about mine cant waste no time
Player
I'm on my grind can't block my shine

Yeah
Lets go
Munchin' on shrooms
And I cant go to sleep cuz' I got insomnia
I block out all the bullshit
No i dont hear it
I go dumb but I don't

block 

More while me reminisce an mi just laugh 
Memba when a one bulla ma fi bruk half 
Some choose di fast lane nuh know di route walk 
White belly rat

Baby girl told me to slide on her, I pulled up in the S-Line

If my mans in the AMG, I'm in the S-Line
Shorty want to hop up in my whip and have

You are always on my mind
I can't wait to have ya
As soon as I can hop on-line
I can't wait to love ya

Here I am-Back again
Same Place Same time let

got the line on the scale
We ain't go fishin' (On the way)
Take the clip out cock it get it right
When that pole trippin (Get it right)

Ay, did a drill

line like a cord
Ave smaddy gyal a clap eh fimi like an applaud

Gyal weh dem wife a link up pon eh block widout jawz
Fuck she an she and mi neva yet

Face mask up mad
Run out wid glock
Fire bare wild shot
Bwoy drop dung flat
Marrow pon asphalt
Drive off real fass
Reach pon di block
Smoke up di

MMM, yeah, I'm right out gettin' popped with a different line
MMM, I'm so on about with a different
Flash on the track, you get popped with

lying still twitching
Leave my line, I can't find you
Still hitting my phone, but decline you
Shit's getting weird, so we slide
I'm missing you, but

over bitches
Every line, do a line Then I'ma dive in head first

Make a bitch suck dick until her head start to hurt Ain't nothing like the rest
You gon'

long to hit the front, I had to cut in line
My baby look good, smell good, that's Chanel number nine
My trap been crazy, told my lady call my other line

Once I'm in my zone
It's easy for me to body him
Pour one for my day and my dead homie
Your Block ain't real yeah
I was tripping of them meds
And now

your shine
Not once will I ever get out of line

Shawty wanna ride with me
Pull up to the block and vibe with me
Come ride with me
Shawty wanna ride with

I've calmed down now; I was heavy once into drugs
I preferred the opiates, but I'd take whatever it was
I was main veining dope lines and coke lines

Tryin 2 block my grind dats a problem nigga 

Tryin to steal a God my shine dats a problem nigga 

Yall niggas outta line yall da problem nigga

Better Believe It

Young Jeezy

Superbad: The Return of Boosie Bad Azz [Clean]

2009

a real nigga should)
You better believe it
(I'ma still do me, be the same OG who put it down for the hood)
You better believe it
(I'ma rep my block

line
And if they catch me wit 'em I
Ain't finna do no state time
But see I'm trill
If they get me I'ma take mine
And you ain't finna hear about
Me talkin