Lyrics:
take you off the map
Lil nigga
Yeen ain't gettin no money
Get the fuck up out the trap
Lil nigga
Then took a loss
Two hours later back in the trap
say that I'm trippin on beats I'm bringing the heat, like we in the sauna
Poppin my p conversing wit me all I need, I know I got her
Thankful for god
Les 4 lettres
Hein
Dis moi fiston
Ressens-tu les frissons
Ouais hein ouais H I P O
Imagine les frissons quand tu fais un son
Devant 10 000 personnes
another broken heart
I keep bitches by them two's nigga, Noah's Ark
I got a seven on me
I call my dro' Lamar
Plus a Trojan in my pocket, Matt Leinart
live DMX
This F&N, I'm aimin' at his belly
You the truck, I ain't wanna mail it
She leave me, she gon' regret it
Ion't fuck with 12, he tryna wire
Next to me, cus when these fuck n*****
Start acting real green, Im clutching
On my stick that's by any means
I know I was born a F****** rockstar
I
Yo, live nigga advocate
Renaissance B-Boy
2 by 4 flow, but I could never be bored/board
I'm takin' out you posers and you decoys
She like, "Tay,
on the bank right now
Lil baby i ain't worried bout
You only get one life better live it up
I ain't gotta go and do it for two
Love is a thing of the past
Good
Rock and Roll, Rock
And I drink more than you
And party harder than you do
And my car's faster than yours too
P.I.N.K. P.I.M.P
I'm back again
ed, master p, see-murder, mister silkk the shocker.
First family, mr. serv-on, tru y'all
Chorus (in background while she's talking)
We come strapped
(n***ga)
Rockin the boat..Aaliyah I’m rockin the boat! (Left hand..)
Prayin for a nigga downfall, but I got the game by the throat (left hand.. woah)
Rockin
what I’m running to
Niro live he the truth
I don’t even want the juice
Rather let my n***as shine
Kill it when I’m in the mood
I got them broads going
a station
Then it's no comment, no comment, no comment
They can keep me to the sunrise
From littering to gun crime
The code that I live by I die by
Man you
En tant que militants du rap, 1, 2
Ma Sexion pense qu'il y a un bug là
Dans l'ensemble tous s'ressemblent
Font les thugs lifes
Putain y'a plus rien
my cup
Don't fw nobody If that body new
My trust only lies with the crew
Say I'm the truth
Believe the hype
This ain't a movie baby this is my life
possible unless you really got cabbage
Me, I'm a savage, so I'm gonna have it
Everybody wants V.I.P. wit the baggage
Me, plus one (No!) me, plus two (No!)
tough n' Chill thought he was bluffin
But in a second or two, the Boys started the cuffin
Bud in our pockets. Brew in our cups
No time for
n*****
Don't remember shit
You ain't livin' by the code
It was just me in the cold
Now all you see is smoke
What
All you see is smoke
EightyFour
All you
ass in 2
Katana in my hand imma show you what it do
It'll meet ya chest and go right thru
So ya better fuckin run when you see my crew
Show no mercy
No
If you don't know
I'm all over wit plenty
Countin'n steps, nah, not countin too many
Actin first, thinking about it later
Don't need a fortune
We
name is DJ Run
Shoots a gift like a gun
Slays suckers one by one
Rather chill than kill
Cause the killing's no fun
So together forever
Crew be
all shy, hmm I wonder why
Every time I look at you, you turn and drop your eye
We faced, began to lace you up with lines
Fragrance by Ann Klein had
My voice is fucked up
Mike motherfucking Duval you know
What I'm saying
Yo I don't feel shit like that
Spit like that live life like that
Give life
A-1 Pe$o
Alpaca
(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
This is brought to you by (And the beat is so cold)
The legendary, Earth Yarb (Yeah
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