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sequel's in the background for now, sorry
A little longer until that album's out
Doubters can either back down, tap out or bounce
Either way, pay that no

es mit Musik?“
Ich antworte: „Geht so, bisher alles anstrengend
Und für mein Album habe ich noch kein einziges Lied“
Yo, dreißig Songskizzen auf dem

smoking on my own
I been posted on my own
I been cooking on my own
I been smoking on my own getting high

Gotta do this shit by yourself
Gotta get rich by

I ain't shit without my friends
It's a truck when I cop my Benz, still a clown car
Packed in, whipping thru my ends
Hit a pothole with pot in hand,

(That's ok Peter)
(Gunna)
Hit they block once miss then we spin again
I used to show love now I don't even want no friends
I know we don't have no

flashin' by my nigga
But I'm still tastin' figure, I catch you lackin', I'ma zip ya

If and then the biggest pill, I hit your top and I won't miss ya
This 4S

a couple bucks
I fuck hella bitches but I never ever gave a fuck
Ooouu, yo bitch hit me up she like the way I’m rappin'
I took her to the crib and hit her

And if you ain't catch that hit, nigga, opps get hit with FN
Big chunky monkey nigga, that's technically my best friend, that's my buddy

Opps tryna peace

you ain't gone find it
Boy I can tell by yo teeth you up at Shop Smart
I just seen you in the back of that cop car
Why my weed stickier than Toby

pounds second car gon be a vett
Yeah she know when im around, back in town, hit my phone im in her bed

If I pop out in the club ima bring me a stack
Yeah

Or we can be like Bonnie and Clyde
Don't know what to do when you're not by my side
Made a couple hits and I ain't even try

Imma go hard
All this

Someday I'll be in a sea of countless stars
I'll be on movie screens and soon promoting cars
I'll have too many friends who hit me up to hang
And maybe I'll

bringin the power
We gone hop out the car we gone hop in the shower
Get hit with a twxn kock em down like a tower
You get turned into dust like some

know we gone win it
Two Two Three going through the car ain't just gone dent it
Take them boys to the range when we slide we gone hit it
Wake them boys

I'm finna talk my lil shit onnis bitch, caught em leaving the Stu and ran em inna ditch , mm-mm
Cable B, hear my loud
Switch hit his face, turn him

Let's do a road road
Hop up in the truck take a ride with me
Let's do a road road
Hop up in the car baby pass my keys

Let's do a road
You wanna hit

H.A.P.P.Y. Radio

Edwin Starr

Tales of the City

1998

Happy radio

An automatic alarm
Turns my radio on
Before my feet can hit the floor
The music's got me ready to go
And all through the whole day

slow like Disco Inferno
Burn slow like blunts with yayo
I went from Myspace to the
Top of the food chain
The sperm hit the egg like a missile
Then 9

Chevy Smile

Block

Hustlenomics

2007

show
Yo, I hit a right, dey hit a right
I hit da gas and leave dey ass bout 4 or 5 lights
Gettin followed by dese bougie broads, because dey like da car

of the week (pop-pop that)
Said I'ma let you hit it, I ain't scared, I ain't shy, it's cool with me (pop-pop that)
I'm lookin' for a thug who ain't scared

Eish wooo
Eish woo
Eish wooo
Woo

Right now I'm struggling for money nigga
When I get on I'ma hit you up
When I get paid I'ma hit you up
When I get

Popping bottles, blowing paper
Balling hard, he know they hating
But they gon' respect it
Cause he rocked Tony
And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely

Hit me i like that
Hit me again!

Okay! I go by Weezy F b, that's who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new ID
I beat up the track like the new Ali

got them bands by my lonely
Don't call my phone, I don't know you
I got them, ayy, I got them

I got them bands by my lonely
Don't hit my phone, I don't