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Let's go
Surrounded by some real niggas (Lil Top)
Hey 
Yessir (they won't do it)
(Buddah Bless this beat)

I said I need it
This Draco

today
Where we going the lord can't save you
So it's a blessing if ya mom still pray for you
They told us we would never be
Ugh
I'ma do this for my legacy

no gockingKilling niggas often
Smoke em out like Compton
Put one in his Noggin
We move like it’s Bompton
Boy I get it popping 
You gone get exhausted

absurd
I'm not a preacher but its cursed
Take the shit we got from Wally world and watch the fucking stockings burn
It's ironic and this shit is iconic I'm

we had it hard
Say we had it hard
Yea yea yea
My lil bro got a Glock
With a switch on that bitch
They let the Klan in this bitch
We brought sticks in

together, alright? Let's go!

See you later, bitch, you know I run this shit, (run this shit), In the back of the head with a stick
You know I run this shit,

an element edit
I'm gonna get it, I said it
Don't compliment it then
I want all the bass
And I run it when I talk it
Know that I got all the pace
And I'll

Let 'em talk that shit while on them pills
Turn down as soon he feel this steel
Nigga, know we do this shit, for real
Tryna fight, by night his top

(shit) They about to give me the Heisman trophy at this rap shit
I didn't even use me a stick, I just went and bagged it
Shit I come from the black market

Vladimir 
We outta here, out this Stratosphere
Out this atmosphere, said it louder, clear Shit get so severe, shit get too severe

This shit fire

Line between Love & Hate! ( It’s a Thin Line!!!!! )
It’s a Thin Line! Since 99 I been on Front Line!
Elevated, We on the Incline, High Flying by like

witha a Twista, it's a stick up 

This where the shit pick up, let me load this clip up
Lust pour me some liquor, Flame-On and Twista 
Let's see if

Your girl comes in I might
Spit sick shit
Got em way too lit
Yeah, fuck it I'm the shit
Make a plan stick to it commit
Aye aye i'm dripping now
I pay

run up on me, we be poppin' these 40s
We not goin' for it
I know you can't see the tree from the forest
Let the allure, money, and whores 
take you

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

it on the floor

I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there
I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere
'Cause I'm one of a kind and I'll

I had to get my bands up 
My bands up
No I ain't yo mans, nigga put yo hands up 
Run it down, run it down 
Aye 
Run it down, we burn it down 
Aye 
I

Silenced the stick so it go fa fa fa fa
Run in your crib we shoot at your Brotha tha Tha tha
Runnin' this shit don't do drama ma ma ma
Silenced

the world die by the creator

So don't listen to their cheats and curses
Stick it up your ass
If you think I'm gonna pass

We're black on black, detonate

Verse One:

See livin in this life I kno/
It's cold souls/
So we light L’s for the righteous folk/
Who died well in the bible quotes/
And passed away

Or politics
And it certainly won't amount compared to our sticks.
It's a camp of dreams and possibilities.
And we'll perform on film with ease.
On the count

to run for office
Money the topic the profit large or microscopic we opt in
Another name for your top ten, Solomen please say the Pade
I'm pleased by

I paint, but I don't need no edits
I been focused I got 700 My credit
I believe in myself so the past don't regret it
Make her run up a bag selling

We Slum

Yelawolf

Trunk Muzik, Vol. 3

2019

with this pimpin', hit it up, Hoover Crippin'
Shawty motherfuckin' Fatt, the potbelly mack back

We slum
Please don't make me take off the safety
I

beat whole edits
Forget it, I put the debits on hold I owe credits
But technically I'm debt free set the goals, met it
Pathetic, if you made it this far