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a lil better
Man thats for the small minded
I dont want yo chains or ya watch i want yo spotlight bitch
So i might rob and steel from any rapper with

link
Holy smoke pon de bass mix
(tell em, tell em, tell em)
Never know tell me go, oh-wayyy ohh
Yo Kali, serve his head like Chef
All de massive in de

committed a crime
Pull out that fire and they crying
What's on the back of your mind?
I'm on that mob shit like Lil Hitty
I'm stealing, we rob shit, and we

Pull up to the house in something you can't pronounce
All of my chains is out
Foreign lil' bitch, I'm learnin' her language now
I know what her

(Lil Wayne) on  my daddy soul
That nigga shirt says the
Best rapper alive with
A picture of me on that motherfucker

(Richie  Rich)
Started chasing

Huh, oh my god is that London Louu
Yea Yea Yea Here We Go
London Back On The New York Drill Beat Everyone Wanted it
Gotta Give It To Ya
RAH
Uh Couple

I buy my own shit, I don't rob niggas
Yeah, I ain't talk ‘bout what you said
The main niggas, try to fuck with me
Them lil' bitches got dreads
I made

Stella

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

ain't no mystery, your finger itchy, if she a groupie
Once you go up, once you go down, let's keep it Gucci
You take her head, I take all the jewellery

For a silly gold chain by a chump (Word up)
It doesn't make you a big man (And)
To want to go out and dis your brother man
(And)
You don't know that's

I still be getting these voices, I got them stuck in my head
Couple months pass by, yeah, thinking bout you on my bed
I know that I'm tryna let go

for a lil nut
Savage cuz i got all these fuckin bucks
Put some money on yo head since yhu talking tough
I was never fuckin scared ill walk yhu up
I was

go head now pick it up 
Aye now she dancing in the club, throw ya dollars up 
Aye and I know she drinkin, go head poor it up 

Go head lil momma, fuck

might just hop off that lot in a Bentley
You on some "this is how it is" so you livin by what you drop in that kidney
Matta fact (Uh)
Tell your lil bitch

(Lay on the bed, and give me head)
No deal shawty
But you knew that from the get-go
(Don't have to ask, don't have to beg)
Got my pole up on me and
My

quicker
Goin' down by the second round
All hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backin'
Down from a conflict
Nothin' but nonsense and terrorists
Keep

nigga, we ain't got no lights
Lamps in the trap, so damn dark, bitch nigga, fuck them lights
White bitch gave me head, couldn't grab her head, she got lice

The Rich Way
BMG
BMG
BMG

Reno
Tell them dig brody the nem up with his bum ass
They know we gon' empty them clips to my gun jam
I go by Lil' Walka

until it get ya 

come lol Pieon come on fade ya lil issued you do won’t no issue the Fuk is you tripping I go get a bag money ain’t a issue medicated all

for a lil' too long
You ain't tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on
I'm in LA in a mansion with the pool long
She was bald head at first 'til her hair

Hard times they spread, just like the flu
Watch out my nigga don't let it catch you
P-p-prices goin' up don't let your money
Go down
'Cuz when you

talkin' for real, ain't nayin

I don't pour up, niggas smoke by the onion
If I don't go up to the kitchen, I'm comin
I ain't gotta rob, I really be thumbin

Shake Sumpthin'

Papa Reu

613: Ashy to Classy [Clean]

2000

to come hit again
I'm pimpin' plenty women, game stronger than twenty men
Damn lil' momma proper halter top and knee-knockers
But before I freak

Shake Sumpthin'

Papa Reu

613: Ashy to Classy

2000

say

They pagin' and beepin', beggin' for me to come hit again
I'm pimpin' plenty women, game stronger than twenty men
Damn lil' momma proper halter

Beatem to da Floor

Three 6 Mafia

Da Unbreakables

2003

So this is what I'm a do man, you know what I'm sayin'
I'm a get each of you niggaz, you know what I'm sayin'
From the bay by the be -ball piece,