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Cause the streets aint where it is, foreal

(Rxnel Verse I)
Face gated I aint gotta tell ‘em
Who I is
Drive-by’s, look
We aint catching Ubers here
Aye…

(CashMoneyAp)
(VanDough)
I be gettin’ money, tell by the smell (By the smell)
Niggas hatin’, I’m just screamin’, oh well (That’s oh well)
I’m movin’

I tell em be modest (Yo I try to be modest)
I tell em be modest (Man I tell em be modest)
But they like "Fuck that. Been getting my dollas 
Bitch I'm

Like tell me where do I go
Tell me where do I go
Tell me where do I go from here, here
Tell me where do we go
Blinded by my ego
Like what the hell do

lucky)
Funny watchin' two niggas beef that could hardly fight
Like Soulja Boy gettin' pepper sprayed by Charleston White
Can't forget about the Super

the only ones that Know so don't tell me watch my Mouth
Nighas dropped the addy a year ago 
And i still go by the house I done Learned his route know errnody

Prisoner 1 & 2

Lupe Fiasco

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

the ass
Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna take away the visits
Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the shank around

твоя телка
На мне bape носки, а ты будто бы с поселка
Ёлки-палки, кинул в этой дуре палки три
Король рурэпа? Ты в короне бургер кинг
Soulja boy tell ‘em

Never Let Me Down

Jay-Z

The College Dropout

2004

serious
That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world
I'm tryin' to make it better for these little boys and girls
I'm not just another individual

like that
I mix these hits 
I'm instrumental I got it like that
Say mister mister yo what's g
I holla right back

Throw it on, same old tune
Same old

days and years past when you add it up that's life boy

My young nigga said Josh I ain't you ion work for these white folk
Big Soulja got the Draco I got

screaming free all of my niggas
That's locked by them chains and thangs
Came up inda slums making bangs and thangs
Might have to get low
Mel with me that boy

It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go! Yelawolf

You

Ronnie G, baby
(Tell me how I'm 25 and I'm an OG)
(Put 'em on blast like bazookas)
Ay you know what, you know what I don't think one time was enough

you don't live
But I'm thuggin fuck what a mother fucker think
Diamonds in the tank wash'em off up in the sink
Free my lil youngin' that boy got caught

I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy's

me a piss excuse how I'm coming I'm popping my shit 
Yell 
Yell 
Yell 
Yell 
The kid about to give these folks hell 
Got em scared that I'm coming I

em
My eyes red in the studio this XO got me rockin'
In paradise like Coolio man gangsta shit been poppin'
But ya'll Soulja Boy frauds that bitches out

imma put em to sleep
Man this shit still crank, By the end of this week
Real talk bitch im back on that nonsense
And you know I be running the city
They

before that shit could even crank
Cross me once & that's on me, cross me twice & ima fool
We could bring it to your momma we ain't playing by that rules

don’t know about tomorrow
Funny how my momma had to turn into my father
And I was gonna call’em now but I don’t even bother
A lot of years passed by got

the toy
He hopped out wylin'
Shooting crazy like Soulja Boy
Got him in the frame, snapped shots
Not a Polaroid
Thousand words I never said to the pigs
Keep

my head low
I don't drink im getting high was barely getting by
Tell'em all this new shit finna pop my old shit still a vibe
Killer in the streets, he

West Coast legends don’t
Want to see him at best
I think that’s just an excuse
Because their music ain't tight
Tell ‘em that Ab-soul said it
They can