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opened up the door, headed up the stairs Thought he heard a noise, but no one else was there First sight he saw, struck him by surprise Two shots was
swang Ro swell Eyebrows and jaws, so in my presence Mr. don't tell I'm a motherfucking murderer, you the wanksta Popping that gangsta shit
could u leave me lone? mr.shadow man could u leave me lone (x2) i was up to like 6 writing all night long these lil hip hops nerds won't like this song
the world can't hide Genocide niggas killing up they own kind Murder, murder Is something that I can't help I even had to ride on some niggas by myself I live
If you on da corner you a goner home and man up This is sumtn' for all my peeps on da East Side A lil sumtn' for my G's on the West Side Now if ya want
him Bo Brown 'Cause when he came around, close shop nigga, shut it down Them lil' two-hundreds That was a lot of money for a young nigga sittin'
everything just to have it all , you'd think by now I'd be limping But I set aside all the hate and pride Jealous ways and envy eyes Years later I'm getting
and bye K-I-N-G, Lil Durk why P-O-L-O, Lil Durk fly Fifty of that, bro I'm high Man you know that Kush (Kush) They be hatin', they be fakin' In my
suck it up Lil mama, is you finna fuck or what? Cuz I gotta run it up It's GTB and Add The G, no wonder why you fuck with us RNGM getting motion and I
50 shots flyin', fly Nigga, you want beef with I? I hope you lyin', but why? In the middle of tha night, I be fatigued, camouflagin' by Huh? Nigga,
the Remy, we don't do the beers Then we just flame up the Za Lil' Momma straight blowin' my phone, girl I'm fried Ask Q to check the PSI The artist is back,
One for the money yes uhh two for the show A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of somethin good Where me and my nigga rodes
I discussed with And I fapped every Nigga I then fussed with 2K23, All year I'm dropping fuck shit
the mirror throwin' sets at your self like a pranksta Lil' punk-ass mark Playing hardcore but you gots no heart Nigga never had a set of these Worshiping G's
Fat Joe the Don! And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east Ross the boss, Mr mauricio I know paper, can buy the newspapers Millions now, billions
an Aleve It's still all on you, like volume 2 BG See me DT in a GT Downtown as I'm G nice in a fresh white tee See I'm a gangsta, you a wanksta I
the album right by christmas Or late easter Thank you nice to meet cha Mr. shell toe adidas Big big belieber I bagged your favorite baby And didn't get him
said probably cause the way got them 8 pointers like MR. FREEZE I whip the coupe with my dice Hand I be thumbin through the paper like the library 45
'm lookin' can you help me out I need a lil' bit and quick, you dig what I'm talkin' bout? [Bad Azz] Hey D-O-G, I got some Chronic, see I'm on my way I
Ah, ah, they made Droppa get sexy Just when you thought it couldn't happen it did But I ain't gonna do it by myself I brought my guy with me, Mr
Yeah I take y'all way back Seven years old, I'm lookin up to the gangstas in the hood Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they represented good
a million With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin' Got no love for
but a worser day everyday mi people them a pray pray for a better days worser days everyday mi people them a VERSE 1: Them a look fi Mr better can't
We'll never stop, nigga, never I'm hittin' that hundred-mil mark on these niggas in the next two years, nigga Yeah, nigga I say, I'm ridin'
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