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I'm the baddest man in town
Coming around
Coming for these fucking clowns
With the same sound, listen
This is G double E, C-H-I
L-I-B-E, R-A-C-E
That's

Influenced by Mean Machine
E Rich and big Contract

Real G'z that founded niggas on twelfth street That's a whole fact

Had H had Crumb
Shawn bae and kojack

Chicken wit the hot sauce
3 cups of Fruit Punch
Wake up by my mixtapes and my trap queen wife
Boy I was born and raised in KC
I ain't bout but I heard about

with my sprite
Running through bitches and money like a track star
Just tryna make it far
Them boys thought that got me
But they know they missed
Cause I

to take me, then oh well
We give them niggas hell
I got 21, 21 glitches
They all savages
My mission here Money,
anywhere they settle for average
I disappear

If the sun ain't shinin' I'ma shine through all the rain and snow
Wonder how I do it, how I did it, they just wanna know
Tell me, switch my shit up,

it? Then fuck ya
You don't like it? Then fuck ya

It's like I tell my niggas
Keep your eyes on these bitches
They love to G a nigga
Young dumb

money old just like Old Spice
Pork chops with the yellow rice. Through the dark, I ain't seen the light
Balenciaga, my G-Night. Straight pipe this bitch

(Vinxia)
Shout out Vincia
This shit too hard
Money Makin' Mafia
That's what that triple M in my name stand for
This the last time ima say it
Look
Got

Don't Waste Your Money On Mimi, Me, Me

[COLLINS]
Hello-911?
I'm On Hold

[MIMI]
Cold...Cold...Would You Light My Candle

[ROGER]
Yes-We'll Oh God-Find

Feelin Me

Russ Lee

Suga Suga

2003

Yeah she liking the money, but she loving my sauce 
Even though she approached by them big time ballas 
She ain't having that cause ain't another like

It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019

(Great John on the beat, by

fuck you, fuck you, you already know
I wanna fuck you, fuck you, you already know
Money in the air as mo' fair
grab you by your coat tail
Take you

[Verse 1]
I said listen, I'm a nigga on a mission
Do what I gotta to get my people in position
Help 'em envision a better living condition
Stop

on sor while i fuck up the viz
senki sem bír, but you cannot hang with gang and you go dissapear

aint watching my rear, előre nézek
huh, focused on money

September '85 I was 47 inches high
Mom said by christmas I would have
A bad ass mother G.I. Joe
for your little minds to blow
I still got beat up

y'all money, y'all dumber and dumber (Stupid)
I got the work on the stove next to the cornbread
Plottin' on my opps, I want 'em all dead

I remember

on my dick
Threw the stash in the trash
Now I be like that slippery nigga
Avoided the trigger pull, you're lucky and shit, money
Cop had his gun drawn

sushi
Tell me the truth, I'll tell you the truth too
My brudda G, he got a screw loose
I thought this money made it easier now
But I had to go

Anti-Social

Futuristic

As Seen on the Internet

2016

my first name B, they tryna take shots at me like my first name G
That's a Hardball reference, I was only ten, snuck in to the theaters like, "This

Betrayed

Crips

Nationwide Rip Ridaz, Vol. 2: Betrayed

1998

thang
Quick to cook and breakin' cane
Straight runnin' thangs around the way
Havin' his money man
A rider from the hood understood by many sets
With

I Don't Even Trip

Totally Insane

Direct from the Backstreet

It's funny what some people would do for money 
As I was growing up I had a lot of stepping stones 
Never lonely had my older brother rey bones 
Back

Loud Talkers

Doja Click

Speed Kills

Ren, the D-O-G
With the mackaholic, spittin' game
Never loud talk in the mouth for money, pushin' your fame

You got a big mouth like Jimmy Heart,

Uh-ha

Mummy raised a good yute, but I'm bad like my surname Jackson
Fifty cent coins in this hand gun (baow)
You ever heard the MAC ring? Ain't