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on how to move
How not to get shot or how to shoot

But I'm like AC, I'm keepin' my cool
Count your own money, don't be no fool
Hustle by any means that is

55 hunnit for a price tag
Lil bitch chillin wit a big ass
Dancin on a poll wit no flag
Talking all that shit put they bodies in a body bag
What she

that work

Work work
Work work

Work work
Go head baby
Gimme that

Work work
Work work

Work work
Swear lil mama
Making that
Work

Show me what you gonna

that came from my block and my corner
But we ain't da same
They try give lil A two football fields like bro ain't got no game
I know he holdin us down,

smokin' on Dibby
They still ain't come slide
On the block where he died
I know that hurt they prides
(Hurt they prides)
I don't wait, if they spotted
Catch

Mary Anne

Black Coffey

The Original

2003

the year began
 Never wore a shirt that showed more than her hands
 She rockin' jeans & Long sleeves in like 90 degrees
 You know lil' kids they treat her

trippin', say she need a lil' paper
He don't know what to do, he walk back and forth pacin'
He say before he sell 'em, it'll be home invasion
The hood

they're misunderstood
Never snitch never fold, that's facts
Lil thot in the crib, act bad
Nowhere to run, he too scared to react
Smoking on za, this a new

Die By The Gun

Bugzy Malone

B. Inspired

2018

the gun, yeah (ya'kno?)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (watch this)

It's a shame that the hood's an addiction
Them man fell from

on me (racks)
Don't make his own rules, he do what the fuck he want, don't he? (Dig that)
I just gave a brand new Lambo to my lil' hommie (dig that)
VS

don't behave
But that's why they love us they call us they fav
They love every song my words what they crave
I turn up them shows that shit look like rave

the charge with The same niggas that I came with
 I just fuck on this lil foreign made her feel like she important 
Bitch Was moaning in a different language

fall (if one of mines fall)
Gotta drop off his loud, he shoulda signed off
Damn, I just saw that boy break a talon off
Damn, he only brung a P, like I

lil boy do the Cha-Cha
Aye, all of these niggas be fake
They really be some imposters, aye
Hit up yo’ block with that lava, aye
Somebody better call

that's nothing baby 
Tell me whatcha want want want want want want want

Tell me what you want 
It's on me baby 
Call me if you want 
They call me crazy

That's our dreamers
I won't linger
Make a lil tune to make my soul jingle
And I'm bilingual
This a soul single
I got chips on my shoulders hold it it's not

a Hundred more
He talkin' shit that's a green light, I'm finna touch his soul

Anybody fuck with mines, we runnin' in they homes
My brother said he

out
I know I can't call 'em son they just the step child style
It's me turnin' this bitch up, so don't touch that dial
It's touch tone
Now she don't

Mexico
She a bad lil bitch
Tipping on that weed
And she got it
When she walking in them Louie Vs
Like New Mexico
She a bad lil bitch
Tipping on that weed

like the rest
But that's what they all say when they see that check
Ouuuu shit, damn
Ight
And put it in her chest
Hit from the back and
Ahhhh
Niggas know

beat it up till yo ass fall asleep,
So whats up wit Chu tonight?
Trynna see what that lil thing taste like
Gon head throw that pussy up in my face
I

for you
I put the brakes on that lil baby
Though I hate to say I loved you 

I thought you was my brother
What the fuck
How you gone snake on me
When

the covers
Like what she do for me
But a nigga still can't find it in myself to love her
Touch that lil pootie p
& watch her start leaking out the seams like

everything I was ridin', nigga, that was stolen

I tried to lead them niggas, but they ain't listen, I'm feelin' just like Moses
Had to cut 'em off, took