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Gangsta

Young Dro

Best Thang Smokin'

2006

got da whole block sewed up
E'erybody smokin' me, cush nigga roll up

Who am I' Young Dro, all supreme, I'm a lotta shit
I buy a lotta bricks

I done seen me a whole lotta shit
Mane the hood look crazy
Trap jumping on da daily
Nigga fuck you pay me
Gotta feed these babies
Give or i'll take

come through with the big proof Whole lotta facts, I'm the big truth blick ' in the stash, clip fool Prince Nazeem, swift moves

Feel like I'm B-Hop with

no lie and I don't tell everybody where I live
Bitch I pop pills when I feel 
Yea I'm feeling how I feel
I ain't signing no deals less I put my name by

not what it seems
Ncckobby seen a whole lotta things
Make sure I see and hear everything
Hit da gas this a outer body scene

This right here for my

Armageddon Man

Black Flag

Family Man

1984

short
It took a lotta lives and a lotta lies to make this story what it is
And stretch it into a disgusting distortion and proportion and detail?.
And you

said
Whole lotta debt
You got 6 months yeah that's what Sally said
Lost in this world I feel like I'm still road running
Curtains coming down but I'm

you in your face
Take your life, then walk away
This that Jayboyy shit
Mess with me
It'll be a whole lotta red
On some Playboi shit
My destiny
Is to get

you niggas
Like who is you niggas
Mali Finesse he alive
This is not a homicide
I got a whole lotta knives a whole lotta bullets and gats for a whole

let me go
I said Please don’t let me go
I’m just man with a mind way bigger (Bigger)
Bigger than the city that he live in
Got a whole lotta dreams ima

A hundred-million-dollar deals with this cryptocurrency
Spitter, hitter, did her, get her, man, I got a lotta moves
Used to spend a lotta bread on a whole lotta jewels

whole vision 
I’m aiming wit snipers precision 
I done got got by a Rose 
Like I ain’t hit a field of this bitches 
Ain’t tripped off no thickets but 
I

Gangsta

Young Dro

Summer 2K6 Chopped Not Slopped

2006

got da whole block sewed up
E'erybody smokin' me, cush nigga roll up

Who am I' Young Dro, all supreme, I'm a lotta shit
I buy a lotta bricks

They hope at the club nobody gets irate
You wish a muphuka would try to violate
They hope the beef goes away and won't matter
You live by a whole

Whole lotta wrong wit a lil bit of right
Even thou we grown by the end of the night
Walk by faith don't use your sight
I'm just a man wanna change

You've got a new bag of tricks now
You're making gold out of bricks, how?
You fed the grass to the cash cow
Now you gotta whole lotta ice on your

that nigga)
I like a beat wit whole lotta bass
You say you street but we know that you ain't
You like to beef wit a whole lotta lames
You like to hate

come see it, see it to believe it 
But you still wouldn’t believe it, Gotta whole lotta love
Lotta strength, lotta dreamin
Took a lotta faith And belief

water
(Whole lotta shit, whole lotta shit, whoa)
I'd take all your cash, now you stuck with the copper
(Big racks, yeah, yeah)
I'd take all your pride,

Hoping you'll hear me and come on down
It's a whole lotta hands reaching out,for yours right now
And a whole lotta prayers being prayed right now
Think

Go as far as we go
In the function sippin' on that clicquote
Money on the re-load
Get it so we see a lotta zeroes
Pour out the rose, then pop

I Can't Live Without My Radio

LL Cool J

Music from the Mound

2007

on the right, standing on the eject
Wearin' light blue Pumas, a whole lotta gold
And jams like these keep me in control
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you

up
My lil DC shawty a figure 8
All of these bans gon scan then assimilate
Copy the work then I print it off
Whole lotta racks by my 'sace draws
I needa

(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Let's get it

Pop that trunk, I got 4-15s, bitch, you hear me beat
Pop that trunk, I got AR-15s,