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That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
Know what the fuck going on free da guys nigga
Rip Mauri, Otb 682
Hop out the strike and hit a head for no reason
Me & zo been steppin' on these
It's a long flight
I don't wanna be home, I'm out all night
I'm a get it till I'm on, is you alright?
No no no
Let's go
It's a long flight
I don't
baby yeah
There's no reason for you to waste your time
No no no no no no
When we were together
You told me what you didn't like
And you went out and got
But this ain't a Game
See I'm bout Money
You searching for fame
HO
Walking on any hoe
This ain't a treadmill
Taking out any body
No warning
Cash pockets fats
Flooded all my avenues my baby stack
Run run it back
If he pull out Draco I'll pull out the Mac
State my wishes by the minute
of Winston Salem, North Carolina, for speeding. According to a criminal complaint, the deputy Stopped Davis about 3:30 p.m., and as he Approached the vehicle,
for no damn forgiveness
They hop up out they bed and they go and get it
No time for miracles from man-made religions
They don't teach us economics
free
Now I'm saving all my loving
For someone who's loving me
Gonna go
I never can say goodbye (Never say goodbye)
No no no no I
I never can say goodbye
gone feast
You don't get a piece
Okay reason reason I resent you more
Pay attention things you can't afford
No positions I don't take no order
This my
Larry Davis
Came from Amsterdam, had my head up
Screenshot bitches got me fed up
Playin' with the white for green like a Celtic
She ain't tryna share
stack stack stack
All I start to hear is clap clap clap
(Blowing Racks baby)
See the reason I been feelin' kinda stressed
I been holdin' all this
Y'all dudes rap like you're reading The Source
Wale rap like he read a thesaurus
I'm the reason the atheist can scream for the Lord
The second blessing no
I just brought the mac for the back up
I'm swervin' past that canyon like McQueen
All you see is tire traces no white steam
Gotta concentrate
sound the same
Million dollars up in cash what i dream about
I got no time for no hatin' fuck you thinking bout
Pay no attention to the bullshit so i
no time for patient or complication
Let's get it done right, my clique airtight
Trapped in a never-ending gunfight
So niggas lose stripes or lose
The Mountains To The Valleys
Hear Our Praises Rise To You,
From The Heavens To The Nations
Hear Our Singing Fill The Air.
Oh Be Lifted
Above All Other Gods
Make Me Strong,
When I'm Poor, I Know I'm Rich For In The Power Of Your Name
All Things Are Possible, All Things Are Possible
Baba Ti Soromidayo
(God
all I need was a hand trigger
Semi-automatic MAC-11 just to scare niggas?
Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday
And fear of man grow
go by Youngboy or Kodak (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You liked me when I had no swag (You did)
That's how I know it was true love (You dig)
How our shit
Any body came through that door was a gonner
64th I ate balogna and kicked it with mac and sonya
In French Village I sold dope for my folks in a place
saturday
What a tragedy flowers for the family
Powder in my nap sack
Running through the projects
Tryna get a stack back
I got my SK bout to get my MAC back
better shape than I've ever been
Got a team full of hitters, no need for lettermans
Pack the cream in the luggage, can't leave no evidence
Jesus pieces
Haha
For all my niggas in the hood (yeah!)
Livin' the life of a ghetto star
(You know) You know how we do it hahaha
Makaveli
Just holla my
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