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been a lil artist
I didn’t have a mask when I went out robbin
Precise with my shot you got hit by a marksman
Reached out to some niggas ain’t get no

and think
This generation only go for one thing that's the green
They gone kill, rob, by all means
When it come down to that money nigga they some crack

a baboon (baboon)
You nigga's drawn like cartoons (cartoons)
All my nigga's with me are real goons (wooh)
They be tryin' to rob anything that moves
Bad lil

Two twin glocks 
Yea that fucker cant see em 
Cop pull us over 
YeaI gotta conceal em

.223 guns 
Yea I'm toting 6 guns 
I tote my weapon 
Let's go

my spot
They will not affect the plot
And they won't hack into my mind
I swear rap is all I got
Plus a lil bit of pot
And some rare family time
(So

eatin Ramen Noodles 
Surviving off of lunchables Food stamps
But now we down in Houston
On a mission to get it H-TOWN
A lil Bummy ass nigga 
Wasn't

ducking the feds
And these drugs gone take my soul
But that's why I'm taking these meds
Lil boy tried to run off take off he gone
In the I8 I sped 762 hit

out ... tattered on my hand, the d is in me
you can pretend ... but any
for good times i burn you minds like the ... opinion
and i put on for my city

cin't gon' even lie my pocket
Kinda thin but mane fuck a job

The only thing that's left in my mind 
For me to do is rob

I think it's time that i go

you throwed
Trap, rob, take hits, do whatever for a roll
We'll pullup at your shit right now, say you there
My lil brother he shoot hoes and all, he

ain't surprised
Putting intentions to my mind
I need to unwind
I used to beat it up all on the low
Now lil shawty wanna be known
I told her to pull up

rob your whole crop 
If I ain’t seeing deals 

Why these Nigga act bad when my bitch badder 
Raps on the mic and wrapping off camera 
Book smart, good

Stoner loner
All about dough like I'm homer
Vibe by myself ima loner
Piping lil baby no plummer
Then i cut her off like i don't want her
Fuck

Kush Is My Cologne

E-40

The State vs. Radric Davis

2009

sonic, probably sippin' gin and tonic
You lil' boys is hooked on phonics, Gucci hooked on chronic sonny

Kush is my cologne, gone on that stupid strong

taking off, I’m bacc up on with the grind
She said she don’t love me, i’m loosing mind
Cause I wanted it all, I wasting my for my time
Let him think that

Uhh, Straight off the back
I come straight off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq
And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle

Angel by day Diablo by night
I don't play with you bitches come play with my mind
You look into their you won't see the light
And if you wanna go

the fights
Shorty get to clapping like lil boat I gave her one night
First class flight on my way to dubai
Blowing smoke out the gas I got za in my eye
Niggas

Everybody round me see red Everybody round me
They a leave ya fa dead
Otn we getting to the bread
Got choppas on deck My glock Right By the bed
Gotta

Hit Man

Cool Breeze

East Point's Greatest Hit

1999

Atlanta bound, homebase, 2 over
We give chase back to the beats
Passin' by the police in the streets
Georgia on my mind
All the peaches to nibble

got a plan on lock
Meanwhile my mind was
Skewed by a scam
Shit never again
Went from so many friends
To not having one
What an end
But I grew and got

the time, livin' with a mind so scattered

But oooo, i feel fresh like dexter
Points if i dont relapse by next semester

I got no-hate, got no rage up in my

get when you been off the wine
Just hit my line
We both drunk know you trynna get a lil nasty
Educated but this not the time no gettin classy
Too much

together but nope
Lights off, two o'clock inna morning I cope
Tired of having these dreams bout her
But I wouldn't mind if they were a lil longer lowkey