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on the top
Man he on the throne.
Fire fire
Pull out the fire
In a four by four
We slipping and sliding
But be on ten toes
We different we chosen
Just know how

just choose it
Don't need no one I'm my own movement
Good vibes good life I really do it

Light up that weed and smoke
Light up that weed and smoke
Light

Pack The Pipe

The Pharcyde

Half-Baked

1998

his pass is incomplete 'cause I can tell in the smell
To let the dutchy pass me by, let the left catch hell
If I wanted to smoke tobacco I'd get

suckin' dick in some Louis V flip-flops
Renegade, we make the boy do a TikTok, red bezel I swear to god need a big watch
Bitch, you not game, nigga, you not

Comin For Ya Head

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

smooth right there
Blood diamonds sitting real chunky in my right ear
Killas, skin your ass with no contracts
And little niggas got nowhere to hide but

to the top with your bitch ass
But I got the scars for real
No monkeys, big bucks for real

No friends in my life, got the chair
I used to sell popcorn, so

on my nerves
I just leave the house
Now I'm sleepin' at my other bitch house (Ha)
Uh, Louis bags on the couch
Camouflage with the hunnids
Now I'm cummin'

yea yea 
Yea yea yea yea 

Only wear moncler
I’m fuckin these bitches Too , 
By the pair
Say she want some Jimmy choos 
I don’t care
Got that fire up

the topic
You Niggas must had thought I lost it
Ain't no nigga hot as me these Cuban links put out the fire
Since 19, I been the shit They sick of me just

smokin' cigs, that ain't it
Dreams on big, blunt on big
Bad bitch with me but she ain't shit

We came from nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Might smoke

illegal funds
Why this stripper, she didn't let me fuck? Still kept all the ones (damn)
Damn (damn), and I ain't no sucker
House by the lake with

They've undone everything we fought for, life
Feels burnt out
But still the smoke won't settle, it lingers around to suffocate you
As we fall six feet under

shit, 
I got the Louis to keep up my pants,
Look at my whip,
I’m not even rich, 
But i wear the best as long as i can, 

That is why i think that i am

on the crown that I mount, no TV

I'm seeing it now, no Stevie, I wonder about the needy
How they lost it all, but closer to god
So who really feeding they

constantly
I can stop if I wanna but I don't wanna
I'm on the E with the llama
Big shopping sprees with the guala
The Sweets are killin my tolerance
People

Yeah, Rap City Tha Basement
Big Tig', Tony Touch, Killer Mike, Big Boi
Aquemini Records you ready?
Yeah alright, yeah

You ain't no friend of mine

like I'm mendy

The struggles come our way
But we gone make a way
Ain't no way I'm gone stick to Half a plate
Appetite like Khan the Great

Rolling in

This Is Family

Fabolous

How to Be an MC, Vol. 45: Instrumentals

2007

know you wish you wore a vest
That's a no brainer, I'm coming with both flamers
I'll spray 'em, but I'm no painter
To this here, I'm no stranger
It's

I'm so wired off a line
Cause I'm tired, but I ain't got time
Purple fire, neon lights
Swear my life done came alive now it ain't mine yea
Now I

no bullshit
Charging full force in this game, all I see red
Have you niggas running and screaming like that nigga Fred

I be by my lone
In the back

the rock
Like Foden takin' a cross, I got cane by the box

I need that big bread, no french baguette
Run up in your yard like Darg where the treasure chest

bring up my name
I don't even wear that shit they wear
I come through Louis, A1, they clean
She fucked him for some to get back
But I'm like, "Shh,"

rich, but I don't mean to boast
The hood still in me I go from Big Bank to Jimmy with a Semi
Better shoot ya shot if I don't drop
Then you got it by spin

Young LP Rambo not from the dimension
Icey neck my pockets look like a gremlin
Sound like a ape but it's really the engine
The Louis V almost forgot