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the Cartier, plain jane the Hublot
One bitch that's uno with me in this two-door
Stars in the Lambo', I done went Pluto
Me and this money a dynamic duo
Slam

You heard me?
I'm 'bout to talk a lot of shit 
So you gon' have to really listen real fast
You gon' have to think real fast but look here

Standin'

Ayy, draped my dawg in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he gon' touch a B
Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap
I still got lil' niggas

In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I

Family Affair

Cash Money Millionaires

Baller Blockin [Clean]

2000

brew

Lil' Block, O.B., Squeak can't forget about you

B.J., Kiyay, Spoon-Guy we been down here long

Lil' Lynn and K-I-are yeah them boys real strong

I'm simpin' like mr mclovin
She driving a Ford on ig a porch on this side it's really no judging
She faking she really lil pumped it and I'm hating that

Asshole by nature like my name was Tre
And I don't gangbang, I control the Game
What I'm representin' here's puttin' holes in brains
Oh, I say the same

scraped my rims (scraped 'em)
Mil' talks with some real boss niggas
Bad bitches wanna know how much I live cost, nigga (ayy)

Zay' in here with me

niggas raised by hustlers and drug dealers 
I fuck wit da young niggas 
And I'm go keep it real witcha

Nigga chill wit dat goat talk keep it real in your

OKcY NOW
YEc YEc
Cant wait to takeoff man im shitting on everybody that didn't think i could do it

Man shoutout takeoff they done took a real one u

Raised by parents that worked on crops
That drop like stocks in Salvador
Born in a city that kills cops and pop one another
Hits the core
In Houston

fuck wit none of these niggas not even a lil bit
Real talk
Bigga everything my crib my car but my heart real small
I'll be damned if I show love again

Yeah
Bitch
Mr. Beretta 2, don't fuck around
Yeah
Stormz got some hits, b-boy

Yeah
Yeah
Look
I tell them pop out
I call up some hittas who pull

get you touched for real
I just dropped off a load with my cousin them 
B*tch I'm bagging up bowls you can't come In here
If Lil Dee see an opp then

Stupid lil bih 
Stupid lil bih
Aye
Stupid lil bih
Choppa gone spit
Yuhhh
Empty the clip 
Aye 
Shoot I won't miss
100 on wrist
Yuh
Watch how I jig
Aye

teach this shit in school
Crying not gon help you 'cause they not gon care for you
Talk to anybody they don't love you like I do
Just like Mr T would tell

stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches
I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em
Let's speak

this sour lil' bih, gone dumb by my bickle
We gettin' money over here, sometimes I let him tickle
Sorry that I'm pressure, you big mad he always choose

Gangsta Nation [Multimedia Track]

Westside Connection

Terrorist Threats [Clean]

2003

to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And in five beers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they'd run it up
We

Real Talk

Lil Wayne

Undisputed

2002

from it
Real nigga talk, No frontin'
Heh

Do you understand the words that are comin out of my mouth?
If ya don't its because I'm speakin real nigga

yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah

Bitch, I'm smooth, uh, I'm one smooth lil' dude, uh
Only 22, richer than you and your whole crew, nigga
Call me Mr. Glock, I

I'ma tell you once nigga I don't talk twice
If you get down bad wit me
Nigga you gone loose yo life
I'm the real Uptown Nigga 4 Life
And if I killed

I told myself like Let me write a lil something real quick
See if I can body niggas on a beat like this
I mean you gotta be Stupid enough to compete

tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater