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' nigga name, that shit not goin' far
Nigga wan' hop on a lil' Reem track but, I'm way too hard
Brand new par in the that cup I sold, bitch ain't no wok he

neck and wrist, aye
(Lil Boat)

When I pull to the scene
Trailed by some shooters
Young rich nigga livin' wild
All my niggas ruthless
My diamonds

hurt, cause it hurt me too I put them tables in my name cause your credit
Was through Guess our time ran our course I'm so glad it did
I put them dreams

to the right (to the right)
Ok what we gone be on today Lil mama (aye)
Better yet what we on tonight uh
Watch me do ten times better
Level up to kehlani
By that

Microphone

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

microphone
Decide who you wan' be on that microphone
I see a bunch of lil' me's, micro clones
Too many 20 milligram Vic's I'm on
Killed the web, it don't

2-P for that, too street for that, lil

Rose , he can't be simped out I know some niggas that'll get you gone by
Tomorrow She a freak, pull out my phone

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in

[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by

Nigga's know I'm straight fire
Y'all nigga's is some rattlesnakes they some liars
Y'all nigga's big mad cause this lone wolf is big bad
Call me big

even worse from tha ngaz in ya city/
Boosie said it best, they hypnotized by tha envy/
They think you takin off somehow seems to give them limits/
Own

was a virgin 
My nigga, she made me a slut, oh yeah (freeze)
She tryna fuck on that lil' nigga Chris
I said ,"Baby, just pay me a buck," oh yeah

Callin' Me

Lil' Zane

Young World: The Future [Clean]

2000

supposed to
My homies call me on my mobile wanna hang we still close too
I switched positions with them poor cats, I write raps 
Make millions like that,

Callin' Me

Lil' Zane

Young World: The Future

2000

supposed to
My homies call me on my mobile wanna hang we still close too
I switched positions with them poor cats, I write raps 
Make millions like that,

proof
Two ops dead we flee and we scoot
Bro in the back and he hype bout' it too
Just me and my dog like shag and scoob
You not connected no wifi for you

now I’m big shining
Head to toe dripped out fit
Humble ass nigga that’s been timing
Fuck all that imma pop shit
Imma pop my shit for a lil bit
Might get

of the fact that I'm chill
Or maybe they just have some lil problem with me that they won't tell
But honestly man I don't really know
And I don't even wanna

like I'm Roddy ball every season 
Like Scott, I just need you to be beaming me please man
Deeds of a king just appeased by these demons
Like damn me

life just to waste yo time
Aint worried bout it bitch im finna stay up on my grind
Im fucked up
But say im fine
Dont know who really step wit me

Transverse the hearse
To invert the free-verse
Turn it back to me, I'm feeling real ugly
Abusing my loosened reigns
I'm taking the Lucy mane
I'm rapping like

Nigga I'm baked gotta date witta blunt/

Told me it's a double cause her sister is a joint/

Dey can come through we gone smoke like a fool 

Gotta

did dirt the shit had hurt when I was splurging with the team
I'm in a vert
I be hanging out
Flirting with the V's
I drive by
Air it out but that's

Fuking up the streets
Me and boosie baddest
We nuh mediocre our ting nuh average
Grow up in the streets dat a fi wi college
Loose a lot a fren dat turn me

terroristic vehicle, I don't drive no toyota
Yeah lil' bitch, we too fuckin' gone, why the fuck you lookin for us?
Yo girl pussy look like forest
Yeah I saw it

at the table, Then we all gone eat
I could put it on a plate for 'em
I done came up lil' nigga, Now they want to fuck with me
Might be a lil' late for 'em
Had

Ayy, let's run it (let's run it)
They already know who run it
Lil' bro make a call he know I'm comin' (uh-huh)
Boosie never switched up, he stayed