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Bang 
Another nigga being murdered by his own kind 
It's a sign that my own brother tryna take  mine 
Hate on me nigga yeah you hate yourself take from

can't leave without it

Gunna

I Am > I Was

2018

Quarter-million in a baby blue Goyard
Buy it cash then I go in the motor
Drive fast, ain't no pullin' me over
Play with bags, you can tell by the odor
No

Comin' where I'm from
You ain't 'sposed to be shit
Thug ass punk, make that big man sick
Take a look around here
Lil' nigga you don't fit
Take a look

Get High to This

Lil Wyte

Doubt Me Now

2003

killa a mothafucka out here
Just ta let a nigga now you ain't playin' with him
And you ain't bullshittin' - yea that's some knowledge fa y'all
Na'...we

cause lil mama thick
Forty in my pants an that bitch got a switch on it
I was thuggin by myself I ain't never need a big homie
No them niggas ain't my

everything you except them STD’s
I rob gay niggas too, man I ain’t no hater
I would’ve got Lil Nas X but he came out later
I hit Tyler the Creator on his way

Things Ain't What They Used to Be

Master P

Ice Cream Man

1996

like that
Everybody knew everybody, now days it ain't like that
We used to stand on the corners and drink brew 
Now days you gotta duck when they

a little lamb
I'm the bigger man
I'm a shit on you boys like a litter pan
Had to grind by myself, I ain't get a hand
Overlooked, they ain't even want lend

'cause if I got it, then you got it
Lil' homie got a problem, big homie solve it
Niggas talkin' boss talk, ain't never been a soldier
I just wanna cook

And really got bodies and 'bout all that violence, lil' bitch (slatt, lil' bitch)
Okay 'bout that violence, lil' bitch (lil' bitch)
Go pop you a molly, lil

you end (pop until you end)

Bitch ass nigga with a lil' bitty Glock (lil' bitty Glock) 
He ain't gon' shoot shit (damn)
How the fuck you ain't got

F.U.N.

Game

Blood Moon: Year of the Wolf

2014

All I do is get drunk and high
I be fucking nigga's bitches and they be mad as fuck
They be like

Man fuck you niggas
I rob you niggas
I kill you

Dead Presidents

Yo Gotti

Rather You Than Me

2017

Rather you than me
If you've been fucking with me from Port of Miami
It's been hell of a fucking journey
Ain't nun' changed nigga
Lil' stronger,

chains for the bro's, I don't got shit for these ho's
Is you a friend or a foe? Is you gonna cut a nigga throat?
Ain't no more going back broke, ain't no

(Damn JK Hol' On)
Hollow tips in that baby drac nigga, Make yo ass do a backflip
Rob yo ass wit' that mask off nigga, you know this ain't no Catfish

[Travis]
Travie! (Uh-oh)
Pete, thought I told you
What up, Hemmy? I see you! 

I've had the world at arm's length from the get-go
This ain't an arms

Paper up, double pumpin', BIG, where's the loot? (loot, loot)
It ain't safe, it ain't safe
Mil' in cash in the safe
French vanilla by the case
Fuck

to make it rain
Yeah, third album, nothing was the same
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, A-$-A-P
I come from The Bay where the cuddies say "Yee"
Touchdown

came up from nothing I don't want none of that simple shit 
Nigguhs say they wanna kill me you better pray you don't miss me then
Nigguhs ain't do shit

rob me for my Nike's
Sacrifices that I made
Just to live life like a titan
Internet thugs, twitter fingers
You ain't shooting you typing
You take that

i ain’t talking bout Patrick 
I be stretching da pack out, like elastic 
All my niggas eating, we ain’t doing no fasting 
You got served by me,

trust into a thot though
And you acting like she wasn't gonna rob you of your heart
Never let a bitch take yo' soul no mo'
Even though this lil' white

I dont really talk about it cuz ain't nothing to talk about
Can't say I'm lost without you, all I did was lost a partner
But that done happened too

and less
Nothing less than living legendary
You know I fuck with my lil mama
She know how to bake a cake
Yeah I fuck with my lil mama
Yeah for me she'll rob