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Astro, wake up, silly
F-I-N- and E, too fuckin' fine for me
Baby, I can't breathe, ayy Is you gonna ride for me or you just timin me
Are you gonna

knocked a chunk up out his back like he working for Apple
Shie just poured a six up in the Sprite, I pour eight in the Snapple
If I catch his opp all by

'em, I must have forgot it
Go get the F&N, cock it, screw it on, I kill you in silence
Wait, I thought he was straight, so why he keep hoopin'

brought two friends along
cnd next on the mic is my man Diploi
C'mon D sing that song
Check it out, I'm the C-c-S-c, the N-O-V-c
cnd the rest is F-L-Y
You

cousin nard
I was all in Dixie movin den packs u can ask uncle rimp
F and n wit a bank roll got a young trap nigga wit a limp
Young as hell I be gettin

Keep a thing by hip and shoot from south for
Beat cuz I know imma fuck it up
How this Nigga going do this  a genius lyrical rapper that baisically

I'm gone pull up in that skrt skrt just send me da addy
Girl you know you got a fatty I might have to fight yo Daddy

(Verse 2)
Ok I f***** her in her

a problem,
Aint telling no lie,
She found out that was me she said oh my,
D*mn I’m f*ckin high,
I reach my hand up and I might touch god,
When I say my n

were the Happy Days, these the real years.
N*ggaz is brain dead with sh*t bags & wheel chairs.
For the record, I don't give a f*ck who your team is.
cnd

through it till my brothers came
A n*gga so f*cked up I don't know who to blame
No more f*ckin' lames, drugs numb the brain
Someone please hit up Cupid tell

on the grip, extravagant, Mr. Frosty Freeze
Juice n a breeze while I dip
Bend n corners, burnin rubber and shit
We smash them monster trucks, F150, Escalades

(bring it back)

Verse 1:
Long hair, lipstick, lil mama, who you with?
Lookin' all mean, like the dream, shawty you da s***
Let you pass by so I can see

good then leave da kids in her throat 
Louis in kloset wit da skull n a bone 
Skeleton up in da kloset they kAnt Neva leave da home 
I don’t leave da

So my opps knowin what it is
If he run I walk him down
and hit him with the F&N
Told my bitch soons I touchdown
Watch how quick I win
I ain't waste no

Thank you Fizzle smoov, what’s good baby?

I been doing this shit these
Lil’ nggas dream about
I popped a Perc’ now I feel like Jesus now
F&N bullets

Shoutout to the bay, best believe we goin dummy
Mobbin to the money
Doughnuts inna street, old schools burnin rubber
Cali inna summer
Hands up if u go getter

Show & Prove

Big Daddy Kane

Daddy's Home

1994

Scoob if we was playin cards
But if I got beef and it's time for code red
My drill is like a hoe, and be takin mad niggaz to bed
So hurry up

the check
Sometimes I wonder 
Why do I be goin this stress
I rathan get up blessed than sit around and be depressed,
U gotta be careful my n***a
Problems come

this mind brainless
There's no reason to commit I'd still go to Hell
So might as well let the demon give me a deal
Instead of goin' quick by the shot

a beat and a pen,
Bet I come back with a hit when you see me again,
I started this at 8 and I'm leavin by 10,
Look I been tryna' aim straight, tryna keep

the chop look like a mixin' board (like I'm mixin')
All my opps be broke as fuck, they need to fix them boys
Knock the power out that F&N, I need to switch

hold me down and you know it
Look, I said it it ain't no trouble this morning
Just a lil bit of struggle this morning,ha
But guess what n***a ima wake up

Meg the Stallion
All my n****s stylish
Louie V and Gucci
I been in the music
You hear me sonic boomin’
Grinding and improving
Building up a future

Mops (brrt), mops (brrt), mops (brrt)
Shoot that F&N, bitch, that bitch'll kill a cop (brrt)
Told her bend over she takin' that dick (yeah)
I'm