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Yeah
Tell me what you want
Where you really wanna go
Tell me the secrets that you've never told
Who are the enemies you don't keep close?
Who are

niggas that I lost 
Ever woke up feeling like you on the middle of a war 
Rappers bore me boy them stories ain't got no allegory 
War for sure we can get

Gang in this bitch
Hold on, I got Lil' Mally in here with me
Hold on, OZ in this bitch
Milticket in here, Sizzle in this bitch
Where we at right

Crew

GoldLink

Crew [Remix]

2017

Goddamn, what a time, what a year (goddamn)
Uh, we are what them young boys fear (yeah)
I kill, never been killed, that's real, no lie
You can tell that

or you can't duck, and these bitches out they body
Get them high, they don't fuck, tell them niggas they be sliding

They gon' die and that's on us, wack

get the best of me
I like - you really turn me on
I like - can we do it
All night long

Boy , ain't nothing change
You know that I
Still feel the same

in my powder
Yeah
Is you mad?
Cuz' you can't get a nigga money and dope
She mad cuz' I didnt want to buy them diamonds that glow
She gets mad when I

out
The mother said 
As they lay
 In their crib
And whispers

You're
Safe sweetheart

That's the
Sound of privilege 
In a village

 There's a boy
Who

I can't call her honey (badders)
Bro wanna ride with the dutty
I tell 'em just take it down, shh, and crash that brucky
Crash that brucky, you get

Blame It on da Bay

Lil Wyte

Doubt Me Now

2003

If your boys get shot (You can blame it on da Bay)
Someone run up in your spot (You can blame it on da Bay)
If your clique get hit (You can blame it

drive
Niggas know how it go
I gave em four years to get it right
When you see me know it's SLife
Bitch that's in blood like a stoplight
Five Oh Fo Bread

Joanlee - "cbout 'Em” 

Written by: Joanlee

INTRO:
Sometimes, life can put you through so many situations
cnd some of those times, 
Can stick with

Taylor 
Known to keep a pole

He got lowercased talking In all caps
Change that I know 
Where you rest at believe that

Asked where did she get 
Those eyes

sheep in the bag
Take 'em to the morgue, niggas feet get a tag, boy
Griselda, bitch, we get the cash
VIP, ten bitches got Clicq' in the glass (what up,

44 More

Logic

Finessed Flow

2018

That be me, on the top to the East one
Tell me how you really wanna do it right now, time to murder this
Shout out everybody, no fuckin' around, ain't

to town/
All the boys wanna get me low/
Got em all lookin on their tippy toes/
Anybody wanna know anything abt me well I gotta big ego/
There's nothing you

brains
But you know you lack that cheddar
And you sleeping on me then bro ya know ya better go get up
Coz once we gotta grip I ain't never go slip, we

is fo'nem?
When you see my fam that's fo'nem
Hop out blam blam on fo'nem
I'll be waiting by the alley on fo'nem
Boy yo ass get poked on fo'nem
Boy yo

a brick wall

In my days I gotta show you what it is
People talking all that, boy, you got love to give (Aye)
Please protect them kids (Aye)
Please don't

down the road and on the corner
And if you can afford get me a bag of chips and a soda that's be great
Then hit up shake shack
But I need the drops

I'm just trina get paid
Hit the Russell Westbrook
Make a play in ways

Put your feet in these Cortez
Boy you couldn't last a mile
I done moved it state

U Would If U Could

Mystikal

Let's Get Ready [Clean]

2000

and come getcha
I'mma find out where ya hang at
Where ya old lady live and what time you be there
Go scope out ya ride
Follow ya to work and bring that heat

Pistol

Trisha Yearwood

Jasper County [Bonus Disc]

2005

You dust your britches off, an' tell yourself you're insane,
But every time you love a man like that:

You get lost, you get lonely.
You get calls

Ah man it's two thousand nineteen
Ah man can't play with 'em this year
Gotta shut it down let's go, R.K.B Boi

You only get out of what you put