Say So (feat. MBM M!LO)

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The GSI C/A/T (Computer Assisted Typesetter) is a phototypesetter developed by Graphic Systems in 1972. This phototypesetter, along with troff software for UNIX, revolutionized the typesetting and document printing industry. Phototypesetting is most often used with offset printing technology. The GSI C/A/T phototypesetter was marketed by Singer Corporation in 1974 before the company was purchased by Wang Laboratories in 1978. Graphic Systems designed a simple computer front end to print basic text as display type. Full-scale page-composition computing was designed at Bell Laboratories as part of the UNIX project. more »

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Me and my amigos
We'll fucking ball on niggas
We like d rose
If you ever try to test me
You should lay low
And we only got beef
If you say so
Say so
Nigga I'm A1 no steak sauce
If you wanna get it
Make bands never take loss
Nigga don't forget it
Chase m's never chase thots
Niggas been said it
Count guap got my chopped cheese
While I stack lettuce
Swagged out
And i'll kill a pussy nigga
If he act out
Used to be good but i'm bad now
You should back down
Cause you don't know nothing
Bout' my background
If you test C.A.T that'll be
The last sound you make
The drugs that I take
It's killing me slowly
And I can not fake
I can admit i've been making mistakes
Going pedal to the metal
Never pressing on the brakes
Me and my amigos
We'll fucking ball on niggas
We like d rose
If you ever try to test me
You should lay low
And we only got beef
If you say so
Say so
Me and my amigos
We'll fucking ball on niggas
We like d rose
If you ever try to test me
You should lay low
And we only got beef
If you say so
Say so
Yeah look
I want the smoke
But you don't want it
You don't want the damage
She swallow up
But then she choke
But You don't understand it
I got a gold up
On my neck
But I ain't living lavish
I'm dressing with my drip
But bitch don't got
No fucking cabbage
She spit it up
But then she lick it off
My fucking sandals
We kicking dice
We chopping nice
Up In my fucking bando
I got a glock against my hip
I'm taking shots like Rambo
You don't got the chest
To pop my neck
You got no ammo
This shit ain't a scandal
Move silent with camo
Wrapped up in that lambo
Pray i'm with all my angels
Weight heavy on my ankles
People feeling so hateful
For them I'm so grateful
Release all that anger
That's making me paper
My loved ones
Of course and I'm thankful
Blessings from every angle
Made my journey too painful
(My journey too painful)
Me and my amigos
We'll fucking ball on niggas
We like d rose
If you ever try to test me
You should lay low
And we only got beef
If you say so
Say so
Nigga I'm A1 no steak sauce
If you wanna get it
Make bands never take loss
Nigga don't forget it
Chase m's never chase thots
Niggas been said it
Count guap got my chopped cheese
While I stack lettuce

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