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Mai Kākou
Shot out to the homeboy Bo
And everyone putting on for they're home
From the P-U-N-A to the H-I-L-O
I was born and was raised, In place

Mai Kākou
Shot out to the homeboy Bo
And everyone putting on for they're home
From the P-U-N-A to the H-I-L-O
I was born and was raised, In place

Mai Kākou
Shot out to the homeboy Bo
And everyone putting on for they're home
From the P-U-N-A to the H-I-L-O
I was born and was raised, In place

push, kick push Lupe told us
Molded by ebbs and flows, what's the motion?
Polled my soul then it told

All the glitters are not gold
Learned that as I got

style, told them niggas get at me yeah, I'm flashy, yeah, I'm flashy
Them niggas ain't talkin', told them niggas get at me

Nigga, I'm flashy, H-U-N-C-H

down
I said push just to air it out i roll the window down, Push up just to air it out i roll the windows down

Push up on yo hoe took that bitch man she

the last time I fold, and I never told 
I can remember the last n**** h**, that I had ahold 
Shout out my n**** he just had a queen, I wish them the most

money bag
You can push it, you can push it
Bring it to me by the 4th

You don't want flak
Flip that bag
Keep it on track 
Flip that bag
Get a lil bat
Flip

H u n c h o o
I called up little bro I told to push up seen youngin slide on a scooter
This shit can get scary but I'm not worried got to live like

push on my own, I get it
A young n***a don't wanna fit in
Lose some, win some
Forget it lil n***a, I win more
Do something, get paid something
I got it

over nothing
Can't let a broke a** n***a push my buttons
And I'll be d****d if I get trapped by a runner
Pistol at the party shout out to my brother
F**k

do bad by myself
Nah nah, don't push, don't push me
Nah nah, don't push
I can do bad by myself
I can do bad by myself
I can do bad by myself
I can do

or focus yea, bitch don't push me the edge
No way
That bitch wanna play OK
Run up the bag on me
Feel like a young Ghandi
I told her it's fuck police
New

you don't know me I'll really push a vatos scalp back

She suckin me she said she ain't really like that
Said she done with me I get the pussy right

man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea

sipping 
Not no syrup, but b***h I'm still twisted 
I'm that n***a they know from the south side
But my n***s they know me from outside
All my n****s be

#2:  It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1:  Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:

(verse)
We brought like 3 cars back to back they mad stolen,
Ni''a all that flexing bout what you driving i put some holes in it,
N'''a all them lil joes

assedout
Hottest desi rapper in cali and please don't ask how
When i lost my lil bro
N***** started kicking door
N***** didn't know how to act
When we got

It's Goin' Down

Lil' Keke

Don't Mess Wit Texas

1997

and you know it's goin' down
All these playas comin' up out that H-Town
It's goin' down, and you know we bout to climb
All these ballers representin' that

s**t 


Weight pusha no body builder 

Wait, I got the h** bitter

Wait, I got these n****s so bitter 

Wait - Wait - Wait (aye)

Weight push no body

the whip push Button
Chain on Freeze but I’m hot as any oven 
You can hate on me while I keep dis comin 


I fill dat blunt up wit Pressure my N***a
No I

H*** yea, I got a plan
(Yea)
(Yea)
H*** yea, I got a plan, When it come to stack that cash up
Flowing on demand , Push a button, Fill that bag up

smoking vanilla sky
W-e, double the T, O, you can bet your bitch been by
T-o double M, Y, cruising that five with my lil' boy $lim
S-c-r-i-m, bitch, I'm