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feel like I landscape
Be careful who you hang around you can get shot off what yo mans say
You betta play it safe
Sandbox to sand snakes
Nowadays

thousand in my pocket
'Nother .30 on my hip
12 get behind lil' nigga
Damn, draco give a nigga life
Damn, thinkin' if I live my future
Shit, this can

this shit pushin'
I can get a Wraith if I tried
I'm breakin' her eyes on every
Bed in four, five, six
And give me space while I'm shootin'
If you don't

LIKE A SARDINE CAN 
GOT TO EMPTY UP JUST TO PROVE I CAN 
THIS MONEY ON MY WATCH SO I CAN'T WASTE TIME 
I GOTTA GET MINES GOTTA TAKE CARE OF MOM'S 
OLD

hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I

you can miss (blrrrd)
Soon as I get the drop then we gotta go get 'em
I send 'em, move up, he got ate by them pigs
.57 up, just the drac'

B.R.

Tony Touch

Hip Hop, Vol. 72: Universal

2003

[Black rob]
Yo, aiyyo, yo, yo
It's kill or be killed
My skills leavin' them chilled on ice 
Like twice when I flash my steel
They can't touch
Won't

know like I know
This that old pimping
So you know like I know
I can't get caught slipping
Tie my shoes on these bitches
Can’t get caught tripping
Bought

get the pick on lil bro then I hop out the cut
Automatic, this switch gonna buss
Missin' my bitch when I'm up in the stu, bae I love you
Come here, let

to tell you a lil’ somethin crazy 


Yeah can you visualize a story that ended in crime

Niggas killin’ my vibe all of these bitches be lyin’

Like I

the stu, that boy Swizz he can cook up
I get hella bitches I'm a pimp want a hook up?
Iced out wrist, y'all niggas call it a Buss down
She open up the door

Gone blade knife
Cookin keys in the kitchen
Give me nine ounces
Lemme get up on my mission
Make my damn green
So I can be like you
Kici's in this bitch

Big Tipper

Young Thug

So Much Fun

2019

(Southside on the track, yeah)
(808 Mafia) Hey

I can tiptoe in her pussy like a Loub, Chanel (ayy)
Harriet Tubman twenties, weigh 'em up

secured I choppa sitting by the do
Wisper in her ear let's rob yo daddy he so gotta know
Got Kobe in my stick if im wit trip I got 20 mo
You trynna run get

it up)
Moon rocks on my feet, yeah (moon)
Got that Draco on the seat, yeah (boom, boom)
Yeah, yeah

I'm from the bottom, you can get your door

Need A Stack

Lil Wayne

Indigo

2019

up
She breakin' it down, breakin' it down, I can't get enough
Spread 'em for me, showin' them cheeks
I'm actin' like a fiend, been here for a week

Last nigga told
Still gottah fold his Shìt
Man I can't stand a ungrateful lil bitch
Take off my plate
No go grind for yo shit
Two hands on it she rinsing

kilos)
I could get you killed
That's gon' cost me 'bout ten Gs though
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, 'bout ten Gs)
Where you from? I be on the
East Side of that

love for these bitches
I just bought Glocks for my hittas (19)
And you better not blank on a mission (Lil' Bitch)
And you might get rank if you kill

can't get with ‘em they so out of touch,
I'm consumed by the blunts, I been focused all month, just watch how my plot thicken up,

It's some damage in

She lookin like she wanna fuck
Lil bitch she say that I'm handsome baby girl I can't be romantic
I'm too busy taking these chances Tryna put my lil

'm mothafuckin' gone
Ain't no signs that I'm stowin',
Though I'm knowin' that I'm wrong, bring it on
Out to get it, I need cash by the stacks
Need a new pair

feel when she don’t get attention if I cheat on her she still won’t feel my pain 
You could have Rihanna’s umbrella we pull I bet you still can’t stop

So you know I can't be that ranker
You want to know who the fuck I am? I'm the Mexican Gangster

Orale pues, it's me
The L-I-L R-O-B
Orale pues, it's