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if you play me boy what you tryna do
4x4 run you over that stickll walk em down
Hate it or love it we what they Talkin bout liiiine 
Wouldn’t like my

Overdose

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Until Death Call My Name

where he stand, we live by law and we gon' lay it down
Tell me he want smoke, 187, that's that same shit
.357 send you to heaven, knock out your brain

flock
Hood baby with the chicken plate
If its beef tell em pick a date
Tell my bullets to yeah pick a face 
Find they name then I hit erase
Na I'm back

shady
Niggas is bitches
Niggas my babies
Niggas is bitches
Niggas my babies
Tell em
Niggas
Niggas don't step up
Niggas is lame
Send that boy to the docter

The body bag is zipped up
The nigga tried to diss us
And by us I mean the gang err body else a victim
My uzi getting married so I let that shit kiss em
Yeah

chains so he just sit up on my
Lap with my new mothafuckin chain
Stacks on deck like they sticking on x
And i only sip syrrup and
Drive faster than a bitch

Don't Do It

Richie Rich

Big League Records Greatest Hits

try to tell me that I'm ruthless
[ Richie Rich ]
So when I'm kickin knowledge I be frontin on the schoolin
[ D-Loc ]
But you're wrong
[ Richie Rich ]

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

let them bitches knock
Deck of cards in my pockets that's a fucking knot
52 stacks I'm just thinking out the box
See me minked up, downtown at the Fox

mistake, this shit is real
Boy, you should have known by now
Eazy-Duz-It enough to make a nigga go crazy
Sean Price, Bushwick Bill
Bushwick Bill is

What Money Do

Project Pat

Crook by da Book: The Fed Story

2006

over freaks, boys goin' to the pen
Or the grave real early, hollow shutters check 'em in
Wanna fight my ***, wanna shoot my ***
Talk ya gal out her

niggas got them toys
One is just a soldier and one is just a boy
But when I hit you with them niggas make you crank that Soulja Boy
This is the muhfucking

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

the buck 10 chrome skating on the battery
My, clutch burnin' on top of the world turnin'
Rippers is just learnin by stacks I been earnin'
I'm the uncle L,

wanting smoke, they gon' end up choking, get to boasting
Tell em' roll up like a Venti
Feeling slow motion, sipping potion
Had to blow shit
Points

One, two

Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell 'em boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say,

to wake em up

I got myself up out the gutta and I made a promise I ain't never going back
Surrounded by a couple real niggas who was down to ride so we

Grind and stack it
Know that my guys not average
Trust me I’m sick and tired of the madness
Landed
Jugg all day to live lavish
Course I grabbed it

bombs Iwo Jima, I'm a soulja not no boy
Diamonds shining round my neck the baby think my shit a toy
If you knew what I'm about you'd never overstep

off
Rocket ship, we're blastin' off

When I touchdown, that's like seven points
Hop out the bed like Soulja Boy
Stack my guap, even lil' coins

to Gary
I tip em like Ben and Jerry
We're in the special team
We kick it like Vinatieri
You listenin to the boy in the
Class that used to read slow
But now

That boy leachin left em by the lake
Me n juice creepin trynna make a way 
been stalking shit till they fade away
Gave em the glizzy I got the Drac
Bet

the evidence
Let me roll out a full list
Looking right down with the mic now
As I fill up all of these old crypts
I've got to undertake em like Kane
Rise up with

just for granted
This shit get low, I know I won't panic
Fought the devil and still out here stadin'
I'm a rebel, get mine by demandin'

Stack it tall,