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the vacant's we don't give a fuck (skrrt, skrrt)
Me and my homies, smoking doobies, stacked 'til we had enough (stacked it, stacked it)
Goofies in my studio, I

Weed doesn't make
Me a criminal
Keep shut no talk
The boy is so rascal
Ask pascal
AMA eggar to pull the trigger
Casa
Zero joy
No holy man In the city
No

that bread
I done seen family get caught by the feds
At this point in my life I'm just living to live, don't really wanna love anotha again
I told him I

the studio high like a plane
That fuckboy mad im on live with his dame
All I want is the paper give a fuck bout the fame
Get iced up vvs the whole damn gang
My

sorry
Let's go
Yeah
I've been rolling with the gang every time now
I've been in the studio every time now
I count my blessings for the day
I count my

Yeah

Who cares if I live but it's do or die
Fuck the world, stay on our grind
In the studio whippin' up like pie
I can't explain, can't explain
It's

track
I know I don’t look right
I veer to the side and my brain is fried
But we can rap
in the studio with the gang
Remember all the stories we had
We

Bubbles

Dizzee Rascal

Maths and English

2007

skin, Mr Dizzee rascal, why you even askin'.
Under cover lover, girls call me buff ting, but, 
Used to keep a balaclava restin' on my chin.
An it's

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

2Pac

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1993

Puffin' on this indo (yeah, guess who's back)
in the studio with my partners out here (guess who's back, ah, yeah)
Pacific Heights in the house, know what

wanna slide, we gon' shoot you in your brain
You think you know me but I swear I'm not the same

I swear this on the gang, nigga
Long live Dre, nigga

Mesmerized by the Shyne in my chain links
Cartier like the panther, the paint pink
Keep them racks all on me like my name Brinks
What's that smell? What's that

Too fly, I can get a mansion up in Dubai
Drive by, only one I land up in the Chi
Feds on me, and these niggas prayin' I get ten lives
Opps cats,

the f*uck would i wife me a thot?
So i can work hard while she sit back and plot
Debating on putting my wrist in a pot
Little Rascals done came and took over

bumped into Brophy the big civic guard
He says come here to me boy don't you know we're in the law
Well i upped with my fist and i shot to his jaw

He fell

shit, that murder shit my profession (gang, gang)
I try keepin' that shit professional but them niggas tried test me (okay)
That lil promo run you doin'

to the studio and got in front of the microphone
And was saying, "He held a gun against my head, this is a dangerous place
I wouldn't like to live here"
You

you, I'ma do what I told me
Yeah, cuz why and I'm an Island Boy
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci-gang
I'm an Island Boy fucked up commas, my bad
I'm an Island Boy,

a gang sh**
Ah
All my dwags wild here we don't smile
3y3 rough wo b3 ka wo
All this girls around nyinaa p3 money get the bag and I'm out
Fast mereko me fie

Don't you call me gang gang
Don't you call me gang gang

Don't you call me gang gang
Only got a few sharks roaming in my circle
Nah nah, bruh
Nah am

Stay in your lane, stay out of trouble
Get beat to punch, I make it a pummel
Live by the hand, and die by the knuckle
Keeping up with me is kind

feel the same
Bodies drop in my city i dont feel no way
They wanna kill me i hear that everyday
Always ride for my day ones put that on the gang
Put that

SELLING DOPE IN THE RAIN

(VERSE 1)
I WAS SELLING COKE IN THE RAIN WHEN THEY CAME
HAD TO UP MY FORTY & BANG
HOW I FELL OUT WITH THE ------ WHO CAUGHT ME
WE

promises (Always fake they're promises)
I tryna live my own pretty old life

I feel peace while thunder rage around me, i lost so many people end up on my

your panties up

Nigga said he'd snatch my
Chain in the streets
What chain? I barely wear jewelry
So I ever had one, you barely seen it on me
And if I