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put the rag on
Double G, that stand for gang, homie
4K, nigga, we'll bang on you

Say, bitch, you ridin' 'round
With them sticks, nigga
We'll smoke any

I love heavy metal can't get enough
Can't get enough crazy train to cherry pie
Nothin' but a good time
Rag doll baby rocket queen
Pour some sugar

what we want to
Showing out, yeah we doing what we want to

I can show you how to fold this rag up right
Other niggas entertain but this my life
I gotta

It's been a while now it's been a drag
It's been a whole lotta nothing
It's been very very very very bad
It's been a lifetime it's been a rag
It's

gotta blindfold you if I
Take you to my place
I wake up to privilege and blue rag linen
Life is only what you make it
Nigga choose your position

I make

They the maggots, Battlefield Hags
Here for the jewels, the rings and the rags

In the city down the love named lane
Bound together in the guild of shame

glad to die
Light a flame to your mummified
Rags: it'll burn fast
With one nut, I gave Cleopatra a sperm bath
You've been jinxed
Your head turns little

Mo' Power to you nothin' ass
Buck ass niggas
Twenty-Eighteen, I be countin' my riches
No belt, blue rags holdin' up my britches
Might toss the rims

rent
I say the system sent them to their suicide
Run around never look down
At the rags on the underground
I see your lips move
But you're saving nothing

No rags to riches, slave to the grind
Lost in a bottle
I got wrecked out of my mind
Wait for the weekend, wait for a thrill
Five days of bullshit

blow 'till it's blazin'
(I don't think you wanna know about me)
This that no clothes in my trap house
This that dude rag with that flap out
Bet my young

I got that, ha, ayy
I got that, I got that rag on me, ayy, ayy

Sipping on codeine, nigga yeah, I love Wock'
Nigga yeah, I been had racks, I can't

and ain't even got a bag yet
Where I'm from don't bang no
Colors we might flag that
But i fuck wit crips and
Bloods so where yo rag
In Cool whip phantom in

breath ('til my last breath)
Tom Sack Nikes, I ain't even pop the tag yet (pop the tag yet)
Money rag baby, you ain't sold to this swag yet (yo)
Gotta

abanawo nama perks
But they come to my show begqoke ama rags
But i-life injalo, baby what’s next?
These are my people, they live in the shacks
If I was

can't conceive
All for the better

Nomadic caravan of broken ghosts
Bones scare you blind
Dusty rags beg to be removed
But they tie you

over my head
But you pulled me out by
The collar of my shirt

Dirt in our ears, sun in our eyes
Shirts hung in rags, head in the clouds
Our fears had no

T's on the westside trippin'
Probably in the Rag '64 just dippin'
The ave is so hot, the CD keep skippin'
While the little homies on the block checkin'

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Svalor irrar hit och dit
Lärkor sjunger
Över raps och råg
Solen kommer efter regn
Du är

Cinderella was a young girl
She did her best to please the people who would never let her dreams come true
She wore the rags that they passed down

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 Mikor a gyűlölet azt üvölti, hogy fél, 
 Mikor a szörnyeteg annak is örül, hogy él, 
 Mikor az értelem már tényleg semmit nem ér,

I want to kill, you make me bad
Don't make a scream, oh! I lie
I love you so and turn around
Just like a man, ain't go so power role
I'm wearing rags

When we Jayslide your gang side
I bounce out and bang mine
This flame-red rag Jayside
It's to the death of me it's BSG, top rank
A couple killers

feel me now
I turn rags to riches
Tryna bust a hundred blues
Can't wait to get a foreign
Hit a hundred up in the Benz coupe
Five star bitch, yeah
She bad