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tent
St Louis, four seasons, by Radisson
Been in both places this year plus I had a kid
My first daughter, I ain’t wrote a word towards her
Not that I

Yo, ayo
Yo, ayo
I got a lot of lessons to learn
So I keep a lot of weapons to burn, niggas

And blessings only come when you mourn, nigga
And in

wanna feel
Young B.E.E come see me It's all I can hear


I just pull up with my gang
When I drop it's just bang bang
Popping pills been in the hills

dying by the gun
So you gone ride my nigga you gone ride
Well homie if you is my nigga
Don't get out of line
And make me put one in yo spine
This for all

they like it like it's Smirnoff
Rest in peace my nigga sfiso he died by the gun he didn't live off
I got too many bitches on my line
All they wanna do is

Bucktown USA

Cocoa Brovaz

The Rude Awakening

1998

me
Constantly holdin' courts in the street with police
Like the sergeant 81st, pretty boy is what they call 'em
Said he was a gun man, duke is kinda

to get by that's just my day to day
Why does vaccination gone control and determine my destination it's a hoax
Don't need me a slice boy I need the loaf

to the core? Oh no you won't, you null and void boy
Hoe gave me a ring, imma treat her like a Joy Toy
Devil that you know or that you don't? Come make a choice

he really bout to come for my life, I feel special
Say he got a glock 19 and a knife, heavy metal
I got l e d lights ‘cause I’m a fuck boy
Thought I

"The fuck did you do?
Boy you made my best friend cry, broke her heart straight in two
Boy you better say goodbye, don't wanna hear about you
If I ever

homies there gone ride we live and die by the gun
They was scared to come outside cause you might die where I'm from 
Nothing but murda on my mind to stay

rental car geek rental wit the tires laced
Drive safe with the music low state troopers always in the way
No guns no vest on cause the shooter know I'm

the nerves to have they hands out askin for packs
Let the enterprise feed em by the grace of God
I forgive you niggas and if you looking for jobs
Come and see

minded 
Your fans are so brainwashed by anything you say while you performing 
And this is not a diss it's a warning

Y'all rappers got the game messed up

I'm telling y'all if you come here with my finger
Your titty firm but it run your arse, you have to bring it
Watch how this stone damn bright upon my

knuckle boxing
Sneaking weapons in the fight
For clutches being popped and dipping
Boys up on a bike
This the illest shit you heard in your life

Yo, ayo

bitches the way them niggas ain't trapping a buck
You know that kid getting paid i'm making it shoot by the gun
And jersey just really the wave New York

Come get hired, few goons ride the five
Keep that 4 5, they go spray about, 5
We gon' drive, 4 wheel drive in the middle of the night
Kill dreams, call

What Doesn't Kill You

Capdown

Your Scene Sucks: The Hardcore Comp

2002

was) easier to stay
But you knew, you know it weren't about 
A gun in your face

Now fewer in numbers but united 
By something real
True strength

Tony Borg
Do a kickflip after shotgunnin' a 24
Seven on this shit, nah, I could've been working more
Got caught up with your score
In Miami getting

cuz I'm the truth
And you know when money comin' in, you get bitches by the tooth

Used to sleep on floors, and now I ride solo in the coupe
Got

be hella' mean, hoe
You should come over see what I mean hoe
Bad boy like I'm (Ill-niño)
Mix the Vodka with some Pellegrino
You know where you can find

to my guns like they glued to me
Only believe in the facts that are true to me
I hope that you had some fun making fun of me
Now I transformed and I'm

you be snorting lines, you be eating shrooms like it's medication
Guess you would've never thought, I be falling deep in this generation

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