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pole
You know I had to crank, this beat by Kiee $o
It's Da Hurk Nigga
RxTaliban shit nigga
Kiee $osa on the beat nigga
You know I keep that heat nigga

drop him like I drop this tape
By the way we got away
The way I live is not that safe
Niggas breaking laws and taking risk every fucking day
He listened

lil pill for me
I'm not tryna keep it
Nah
Not at this current moment

If I stay with her one of us probably going
Fifty percent of couples
They end up

it get dangerous
Smoke a blunt by myself I get anxious
I'm an artist but don't got a canvas
walk around with that, can't be careless
All I want want is

of a CRAZY feud
I just grow my herbs and smoke my pipe
I have a tiny house bro tHIS IS MY LIFE
I just do what I can to get by
Then the mobs and griefers screw

smoke them by the ounce
Cause the harder I go make it dead for these niggas
Two Two Three's hit his body, look like he catching a seizure
Oh bitch I'm

Switch whips like chicks hate gettin
Spotted by a fraud
Switch my broads like drawers
So my feelings not involved
Look- I need 'em fresh
Let me iron

really shoot to kill,
Yea its cold outside yea dem niggas catchin chills,
Keep dis heater by side quick to cook em like a grill,
Shlaki n p shiesty u can

unload on his twin
Headshot, caught by the red dot, smokin' bumba trees
All I smoke is real dead opps, big 50 on the way

He just doin' a lil' time, if you

steady chasin' this wealth[01:26.24]Ain't tryna be no hood star, ain't tryna be nothin' else[01:29.15]Other than what I know that I'm supposed

one who wants war with us
Who the fuck really want smoke with us
Telling my little bitch to sober up
All this purple shit you know we rolling up
All

Motive for global control
Us unusual folk
Unamused by the smoke and Mirrors the killers evoked
In the heat of the moment
The fleeting aroma
From bullets

li kur up innis shit 1k onna fit I don't wanna flex, but I'm poppin' on my shit That's a 35 in the blunt, I'ma smoke it to
the face If it's not about

This is a BMG banger, ayy
Mars
I throw some walls on a mom
Rappers tough with a bodyguard

Papa take a body part, sticky dripper, call it slime
I do

My phone ring, I wake up and get busy
This the reason I'm one of the litest in my city
You need some perks or some work, just get with me
But I don't

and rakim
Andrew Jacksons on contact its popular to skimp

I've been doing this three years no breaks like this beat
I wasn't raised in the streets take it

it, really approaching the pennies
Roll with it, she on it, but no, I ain't 50
Let's go
Bitch
Shout out S.O.S by the way
…British nigga

behind
50 rounds right in his chest shooting AK's and choppas 'til nothing is left (Yeah)
They saying you is the best they don't know I can't stop I ain't

all I smoke
Baby want to take me out to eat like where you want to go
Nigga like where you want to go
Yeah shoutout babyfxce
This a V8 hellcat
When my

Making love
Sell by dates in 90s cars
Smashed out windows
Broken glass
Egg shells walk on shattered hearts
Making a killing to make this last
Blood

baby

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mannie Fresh (Screwed voice)]
Four-fifty-four (Big-block, red stripes-stripes)
Comin through this bitch with them loud ass

smokes and killin' time sittin' in this county jail|Now the Jailer's got a daughter and she's smilin' back at me|Says she's never been to Nashville, while

He ran up on a chop he's a boxer 
(Pow right in the kisser)
This a stick, this a drum, I'll drop some nigga 
(Pow right in the kisser)
I'ma shoot

Def Wish II

Compton's Most Wanted

Music to Driveby

1992

future, in your frontin
Smoke your ass like a mother-fuckin blunt
Damn I hate ya punk
Cause you'll never equal, this motherfuckin sequel
Tell me can you