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like an ATM
My lil' niggas rockin' soldier rags like they Soulja Slim
Thick lil' bitch from New York named Kim, all she rock is Timbs, look
Niggas

around me
I keep the best around me
And we serving ground beef
All the smoke, it is free
I get the drug for the cheap
That's on the gang, that's on me

they rob niggas
Can't do that drive-thru today
Coming down Fig turn left on Gage
I had the M5 when the
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race

dead folks
You know my eyes nice and low like I make egg rolls, oh

I got them pills, we call 'em illies
I got the wet, I'm water whippin'
I rob his

humble lil' nigga, I know I'm that
Know they don't want smoke, so I keep my class Fucking with shorty, she just too bad
New crib, new whip, know they be so

for kids
My bitch gat a fat ass, N4k, this shit ain't for kids
My New chain chilling, N4k, this shit ain't for kids
I Gat my own drugs, N4k, this shit

yeah
I could put it Moms it's too ALIAS
FIFTY-CAL bullet leave you witta radius
My new bitch told me she "spontaneous"
Two built glocks nigga

(Yeah)
She wanna take a lil fli-i-ck
I went and bought her some ricks
That lil hoe my new bih
Yeah!
She like to ride on the dick
Me and gang yeah we

Hypnotize Cash Money

Juvenile

Most Known Hits

2005

wig cooked when I'm done 

{Lil Wayne} 

now hold up be	-Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot? 

is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug

sweep found ah P not ah big bust 
Tryna find ah plug that do everything not just drugs
Perky in my system so I'm sweating like my heart bust 

Yeah man

Fuck a rob looking 
Like a whole junky/
Aint shit wigger straight up flunky/ if 
It wasn’t for his 
Daddy he’d be certified bummy /fuck boy get

Fuck Dat

Onyx

Shut 'Em Down

1998

My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new

with brokes
Safeties just try to rob me
Million dollar man Ted DiBiase
Now let me tell you, if I'm missin' a bush
Shit'll get ugly than New York
From

I'm Talkin' to You

T.I.

King

2006

come in to offer he don't even wanna rob ya
You done fucked up and started shit wit some real shit starter
You don fought with a chopper holla what it

lil nigga
When I’m on a mission I be by myself
Right hand in my gun play me to the left
Thought he was throwing gang signs but the nigga deaf
He ain’t

Choppa propeller knock down houses and trees 
Ball every day like i carry my team 
N***** try to rob it's a stick and a beam
Bad lil vibe she was out of my

a dead look yo homie wild
White Mike from the group home
Yeah I been waiting on my turn way too long
It's time to ball and I'm shooting with a new form

(Honorable C N.O.T.E.)
Go

Trap god, started this trap shit, you need to thank me (yeah)
Lil' knucklehead sun valley youngster, mama tried

I put the gun down, beat you with Bruce Lee
My bitch set him up, I rob him, waist deep
Better put gloves on when you finna handle me
Halloween masked

a whole brick
Sellin' zones out a whole pound
Trap rollin' like an X pill
Movin' work on a Greyhound
Counting up what I made now
Try to rob, get laid

The kids is on drugs
And most the world is helpless
The kids is on drugs and most the world is selfish
A kid from the burbs
He's a just kid from

Range Rover

PnB Rock

GTTM: Goin Thru the Motions

2017

Pulled up to the scene in that new Range Rover
Off weed, off lean, I don't ever stay sober

All these cups, all these bottles
All these drugs, all

Murders, Pimps +Thugs

Do or Die

Victory

2000

murderers, murderers

[Ja Rule]
Growing up in the ghetto
With that New York state of mind
I realized that night, that my future was crime
Hustlin dimes was my

cook anything from a ki of coke
To a gram of that boyd
Niggas scoring glocks
Like brand new Hot Boy Reeboks
On my blocks stepping 'em up
With grams