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Like Whaaat

Problem

Like Whaaat

2013

Raider hunned sixes is where we grew that
See me on the 10 with my squad we so trill
Or uptown with them foolies niggas, trapping by the mill
I do it for

Hey Prof, you got some weed bro?
Yeah, you said you was gonna have that fire

Ladies and gentleman, better, you ready for a real ride, better
Me

Unify

Kid Capri

Pimpin' Ain't Dead

1999

same thang  game came when I left em 
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie 

But I'm his Royal Slickness  ghetto weakness  come Rick is

cyy, always moving with a bounce
Scaling baggies by the ounce
Table filled with large amounts
Hard to even keep count, yeah
Check the interior, nothing's

on they bitches (Uh). I tumble into pusssy, weed and lots of riches. I know you can not relate you broke sons of bitches. She throw it back I hit it hard

Henessey N weed,
Look at me, by 23, had keys,
To the world, Now  Ill never need a thing, 
I don’t gotta hear what you saying..
First class, Jet club,
And I’m

300 when
I'm running with my mates
On some Louis Farrakhan
We ain't running from a race
I grew up in a maze
Where I saw cats chasing their tails
Dogs

(Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard?)
(Nine9 made it)

Uh, uh, need the guap, yeah, guap
Want the guap, want it very bad
Where I come from

automatic
It's automatic

Never been the one with the simp shit
Young fresh nigga with big drip
All white hoes so you know I'm bout sniff shit
Born as a king

Then blow a cloud 
In front of all you clowns 
Ash my weed right on the ground 
From a place where they push that weight from state to state I’m talking

Blink twice no emotion everyone loves life
Choking, weed smoke when I hit the stair well
Hit someone’s face with a blank stare
Well it scared her
If I run

obligations on my plate
My bike where yo fifth wheel hang, might stop to ride the shit
Don't mean to flex, this shit cost more than your appliances
Always knew

in the cold hearted
Streets  where it ain't jus flowing on my beat
Bitches passed around the team 
Living a dream call me a king or call me a Stupid

Rest your eyes warrior, you've been wandering for days
When you wake you can tell us of your travels, we're amazed
You were pricked by the bush you