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that cul-de-sac me and AD Right back in the mix Hits Sending em Blitz No tag playing bitch i'm it It's only a few that popped out of the Low By the look
waitin' for this lil' package Nigga, this ain't no zaza That's a motherfuckin' catfish Cashin', leanin' You behind just like an adlib Trayle, let's go rob
a light show cost a lil chicken tender And I pray to god every time I move get slime in a world of sinners If you man's wanna get in da mix we ain't sparing
[Lil' Rob] Remember every year, before the fair We'd gather up the homeboys and we were always there To go down, it was sort of like tradition
with my mask, all day and night You know I got a Glock on Me with a laser sight That lil nigga tried to cross me We gon take his life I do not know me
live by da code Gettin snaked by da bro Dats a low low blow Dats a low low blow
like a bunny These bitch niggas moving so cruddy He claim he going to rob me but everyone know that he sweet man that nigga wont take nothing from me She
Wearing them apple bottom jeans, shawty get low Damn Opps in the backstreets Opps finna try me, Imma put them on a loose leaf 20 minutes down, I be pulling
They call me Lemon Pepper Lou Hold up Two freaks gettin' lemon pepper loose Mix us together we make lot of lemon juice Eat it up lil baby boo They
They call me Lemon Pepper Lou Hold up Two freaks gettin' lemon pepper loose Mix us together we make lot of lemon juice Eat it up lil baby boo They
now they tryna rob me (ayy, whoa) That shorty, she Spanish, she callin' me papi (callin' me papi) Walked in the scene, took your bitch, probably
a mix match Tried to hit a lick without a black mask No gloves He influenced by the drug dealers and the thugs He addicted to the lifestyle What he
4PF shit, ya digg? Them hot boys with me Long live Jimmy, wish he was still with me Swear to god every day I wish lil' one was still livin' Lean
Bounce for ah Nigga girl Throw dat azz back Wanna see you get low Tryna see you make it clap Liquor in your system Let me see you get lose Lights
mix (yeah) Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for this Niggas be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with
-key tryna Rob me of my passion I'm low-key tryna Rob you of your assets Fuck out my face if you ain't got no asses Booty is the goal, heart is the passage Nah
regrets, no abortion, had a son By the name of Seven And he's five By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six You do the arithmetic Me do
Geronimo, I just go, "Heh" Solo, my cup is a rojo, my cholo, my friend So low that I can admit When I hear that another kid Is shot by the popo It ain't
shit cool, I came in this bitch trippin Bitch I'm fly I'm really drippin White lows, yeah that's what I'm kickin 223s, gave him the business You dropped
lil nasty thang He go by Nate He swim with the bass of his face I'm wetter than rivers He liking the feeling I ask him for feedback He say it taste
thing Mix a H with quanna Take him 1-2 whole days Molly grits supply the strip By the triple private planes Read a book and took a nap Enjoy
Need a scarf I shine in the dark Gang don't give no fucks, they do a drive-by in the park He might got a gun but that lil' boy ain't got no heart I keep
plug had pooch so I'm intervening Lil bitch I had it for the low when you was quarantining Quail man in my draws where I put the weed In Take it out
These niggas be fake, gotta watch them I'm hot, so I know they plottin' Go broke, have lil' bro rob them That Nina my problem solver Man down, no
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