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kill shit
Nigga's know I get some money Cuz Luhbert tryna get real rich
So I hop up on the stage time to rock out this lil' show
And all these pussy

Name’s Lievanos, lil bitch better say it with respect
Fuck body shots, I’m aiming for your neck
I know that I’m blessed
Got my son right by my side

jeans
White polo, and gray Vans for green onesies
I wouldn’t have believed this shit myself

I had to talk to the prison psychiatrist
When I got here i

Mr. Flamboyant

The Click

Down and Dirty

1994

motherfuckin' block
Try to catch me if you can, now that I'm a grown man
The mail I got stashed away, people will never know
Mr. Flamboyant

I came in here

can talk to my Spanish folks
Uno, dos, tres, adios, nigga, vamanos
Slapping YG, do your dance while I'm with your hoe

All on my line like, damn, what

They know I'll put a ho out if I love her or not
To protect my lil' energy
Maybe shit, Baby too real for the industry

Or maybe they know they never

I'm joking the tallest was 

but thinking about her 
 she gave me secound thoughts  the disrespect was real Man I kept it trill and uno dat urself man u

great
Buh-buh-buh-buh

Ayy, she know I'm daddy
So she goin' to Baghdad
Like a militant, I make the
Lil' bitch calm down, i'm a Ritalin
Talk behind my back

ain't wanna hear her talk, I put dick on her lips
All she ate was DoorDash, Subway, and some chips
Took a sleeve up to Jersey just to fuck with Lil Rick

Damn Gangsta
Seven the fuck up
When you mentioning SpillHimself you know you could get struck by lightning real quick
I know I got opps & shit they

packs
Them chubby black kids eating Lil Debbie snacks
Put your fist in the air and let's take a stand
No Mr. officer, I don't wanna shake your hand

bitches understand 
when you makin' money talk, everyone know you the man 
with my Hollywood hoes, or somewhere by the sand 
fuck your shit up with your

the Cartier, plain jane the Hublot
One bitch that's uno with me in this two-door
Stars in the Lambo', I done went Pluto
Me and this money a dynamic duo
Slam

ya arteries,
These lil niggas don't want war with me, want no war with me
I'm a real street nigga, you can tell by how I talk
You can tell from my

bluffing
I think about lil zay I'm just sipping and puffing
So I'm ready to ride slide
Load up the choppa just get the the bussin'
Never know who is real

you niggas dykes
I'm surrounded by the real
That's why I keep the guys right with me
And nowadays, no, it's not that many
Can't imagine my life without

Ayy, draped my dawg in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he gon' touch a B
Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap
I still got lil' niggas

Family Affair

Cash Money Millionaires

Baller Blockin [Clean]

2000

brew

Lil' Block, O.B., Squeak can't forget about you

B.J., Kiyay, Spoon-Guy we been down here long

Lil' Lynn and K-I-are yeah them boys real strong

You heard me?
I'm 'bout to talk a lot of shit 
So you gon' have to really listen real fast
You gon' have to think real fast but look here

Standin'

I'm simpin' like mr mclovin
She driving a Ford on ig a porch on this side it's really no judging
She faking she really lil pumped it and I'm hating that

Asshole by nature like my name was Tre
And I don't gangbang, I control the Game
What I'm representin' here's puttin' holes in brains
Oh, I say the same

In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I

scraped my rims (scraped 'em)
Mil' talks with some real boss niggas
Bad bitches wanna know how much I live cost, nigga (ayy)

Zay' in here with me

niggas raised by hustlers and drug dealers 
I fuck wit da young niggas 
And I'm go keep it real witcha

Nigga chill wit dat goat talk keep it real in your