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I'm full of tricks
Get off the ground, it's time to dip
Get out the clowns and watch them whip
They thought their sounds would hit like this
Go move it

bitches, sorta like Crayola, I could pick (I could pick)
Road to riches, throw that Benz right off in sport mode, let it hit (skrrt)
Nowadays, jump off

a present for a hater
I just wanna slay her you just want to savor
Well good come and get her
Let me get back to my paper
Straight from harlem with

streams
Take another tiger to the king
Break him free
Take the virus off the mind while he flees
King of Tigers
Caged by conspirers
Foakley rats
Squeeked

You get money and brand new problems
I can't front 'cause nigga be ballin'
I got the bando jumpin' like Spalding
Get you hit up, get sliced

Honxho Dragic
I’m wrapping da gas in da plastic 
Get da pack gone like magic
You don’t want no static
I let them shots off at your crew, I’m tryna see who

Ready

Future

Never Give Up

2014

around here
We ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready

It's Ray Bands and Freebandz, we getting money
While you're hating, we're

(Ray Tyson)
Postal border was makin' me mad
So I get up in my cruiser, broke out of the pad
Rolled to the West Side to check out my boys
Twenty

presence, presence a lesson
While clout chasers is pressing, tryna get their 15's
I been sharpening my skills and my 16's
Make the type of art that'll

gettin' popped, she gettin' cracked more than the 80s
And my opps so broke, they gettin' fronted off of AD
Scam talk, now let's talk about some money
Them

like Jason
Money stack and racks and raps
Rip by Ray, Mishap, and Epitats
'Cause suckers are scared straight

Prepare for the wrath
A psychopath when

Written By: Darryl Hop Hill Jr.

[CHORUS]
Yeah, let me know is you ready? 
It's shot o' clock babe you know we get crazy, 
Taking shot after shot

Yeah yeah

Zander really back up in his duffle
I done got it off the muscle
I done took the cards and shuffle
I'm the one that sent the text
Just let you

Nobody

Black Thought

Laila’s Wisdom

2017

enough would ever say racism ended
I get winded by the weight of it all
'Cause everybody talkin' shit but don't know nothin' at all

Yeah, I thought I

combination
Backed up by Apollo show band
A nation of millions
Into the Tiffany's feeling
A shine over Sly Stone
Let's coast to the Kokomo and take it slow

wont u get out an vote
honestly hate is yah true Virtue

And it's nuffin yah could do to make this living hell great
One thing to improve would b by

be up on it, huh
Get up off it ‘cause we don’t want the love
Phony niggas not really the topic bruh
So let’s get it, watch how we jet it
See no lies

you have to lose?
Reportin' live from the other side of America

Mama let me sip the forty, I was just a shorty (damn)
Then I started spittin'

Frisco yeah we been
On pimpin' for real
Birdman rich off women like Pac said
I get around but a mouth like that might
Make me settle down
My name

the millions
Now I'm swimming by myself cause these bitches too sadity
Everybody want a piece of the bread but they can't get it
Got to get off your ass and stop

Dressed in all black grab the pole lets go fishing
Dressed in all black grab the pole lets go fishing
I gotta get it (Gotta get it)
I gotta get it (Gotta

swish
I'm so Melo with this shit
I been All Season with the pen
Let em talk about me you a Charles Barkley
I'm a Draymond ima play hard
Nikola Jokic I'm

concentrate for the juice
Okay let's knock this bitch out
Straight out the park like baseball
Playing the music like Stevie Wonder
Ion see haters I'm Ray

one niggaz get to test an we roasting
Ya dig it now let it sink in ya ear an think about
Cus when the per medics yell that clear ya dreams shatter
My