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they get smart
Stop thinking that this shits art
Uptown young niggas in charge
Okay I'm young black, fucking paid
Scott summers, no stunna shades
Paul

on you
So what you gone do?
Run it up
Turn that pressure to power
Cause I'm finna be rich
Lamb truck all blue with the all black stick
If she talk to much

first
I'll take ya' arm and turn it till it breaks ya' arm it's hurtin' and
I won't stop so the pain just starts to worsen (Uhuh)
You have a week so pay

killing me
Like I'm under lock and key
Cause I'm trapped in your lies
I'm done
Wake up
I'm breaking down can't get no love
Stop
Enough
You and I how can I

killing me
Like I'm under lock and key
Cause I'm trapped in your lies
I'm done
Wake up
I'm breaking down can't get no love
Stop
Enough
You and I how can I

When there no back wall
Stop looking back it's the past now Stand tall
It's better to stay low key
As well It creates a better sound
Let the music talk

Free world, it was hella ops
My rap sheet 8 miles and I never stop
Who cares what Simon says, no Pharaoh Monch 
He seen the kitty now he tryna munch
He

might catch a nigga riding in a matte black cat 
Get the fuck out my face (brrrrrr bat bat bat)
And it’s my time I bet I shine 
I be on go at a stop sign

Chris Cross shit! (Nigga)

Budged out nigga wadup
Chris cross shit nigga hot now
Keep getting money we don't stop now
New school things not a Gemini

Everything dope
We get em going physco
Key to the riches i get the right code
Me ne gold digger nsere mede3 m3ma wo black oh
I go direct you out of the right

ngumlambho
Incasa, Incasa
Incasa, Incasa
Incasa, Incasa
Incasa, Incasa
Man I know ndine ncasa
Got niggers who can testify
Keep a black book on my bedside
And I

(Pre-Verse 1)_Lil Dicey
I’m not just 
Tryna be sad
I got a story to tell
This life’s a mess
She hanging around in my head
She holds the key to my

I'll beat you black and white

Don't change your way girl
You've always been so strong
You'll only drown now
If you stop to swim

I'm just trying to be

want come put foot?
I score goal, then I showboat
kick lay black bucket if u hate o
Still putting sabu in jail o
La me get lay key to lay safe o
When I

the key, don't need a locksmith
This year I'm back on my bully eyes covered
Black Champion hoodie with a fully
Sure bet, better call you a bookie
Getcho ass

Track star these niggas be running
Keep a stick cuz my niggas be drumming
Bitch stop all the assumptions
At the top bitch I'm feeling triumphant
Baby

on the eyes
Bumping CDs in the ride still
You know ya mine still
You know ya mine still
Low key like I'm from Asghard
Let's go stamp up the passport
Too much

written in the sky
Yeah it's written in the stars cos lyrics never die
I'm imprisoned by these bars under lock and key
But I'm the one with the scar I'm

important you black the bitches
Dat shit's is corny
Out ya rabid ass mind tryin to run up on me
Don't make have to shoot you wit the 40

Yo, thun, I be right

get snaked 'pon road
All by somebody they call bro
Now that brudda can't let that go
Not 'til somebody let that go
We know beef don't stop in

Hennessey & Hydro

Three 6 Mafia

Self Explanatory [Clean]

2004

got a got a nigga gone
Got a got a nigga, gone off that Hennessey & Hydro

I put the peddle to the metal then stop
Point it out the window boy a big ol

shot eyes
Think my lyrical skills ain't
Ill you be surprised
Hypnotized by my Brooklyn vibe
Or we can take it out to
Queens where Cool J resides

You're

the key
We already, already own this city
Roots they run deep, we say what we mean 
Gen Z raised on Queen B

CHORUS:
We won't stop dreams that were chasin'

engine on
Babe me a carry you go hair salon
No stop shop baby pick up what you want
you a miss universe hey where you born
You fe deh by me side

Gyal you