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on E!

Trap house stinking like rats on cheese 
Stashed out by the bushes 
Tapped phones on repeat 
I ain't seen you inna minute 
Nigga 
C'est la vie 
Say

Hillwood Hustlaz

Rasheed, S.P.M.

Screwston, Vol. 2: Pink Soda

2001

a police bag
Blow green grass
But still I think fast
Fuck a bitch
Put a whole in his little pink ass
4 5 don't lie
Don't jive
Takin' hoes lives
Run

on it chasing millys everyday
Bitch it's five k go how you bumming my gut get loaded off them pints
Steel
In love with the drank bitch I barely be sober

exceed with bars
Sound 5? Ha! Made em relapse
Any other name in the Hidden Leaf
I'll make sure I'm better in skill. You'll see
Defeat a Rouge Ninja while

Down I'm tryna get paid
Tom Brady I need 6 rings
Don't start aint in the mood
You gone make me Ali you
Shoot at me Shoot 2 at you
You know you pussy just

up shawty where you at
I know it's been a minute let me hit it from the back
We can go crazy like titans on attack
Splitsies on a baby wait let me take

with it, I got a blood tie
Venomous five, number one, why
Would you ever wanna be a victim
Of something so sick and twisted?
With ax, I'll listen

'm gonna be dominant
When we poppin and all the women saying oh my god
Trenton's on a god level I cannot settle wanna stomp brittle
Motherfuckas out if you

one hand in the air, no high five (shatai)
Big man ting, why the opps still lie-lie (lie)
You know Russ, but your girl knows Shy-Shy
Gyal tek wood,

in my pocket cause I'm clutching on that stick
Say you my bro but you sneak diss don't get it
Praying on my downfall surrounded by bitches
Everybody

your bunker, bet you're suckin on your thumb... I know
Talkin' like you want it, but you don't know how to deal with smoke
I wanna grab you by the ballot

words

Not knowing what the outcome's gonna be
But through everything I put my trust in God I was writing cruel intentions for about five months Hoping I

wanna live for freedom
I mean that I wanna be caught by you only

Morning without you (ooh-ooh, ooh)
I can't stand those mornings without you

crew
It's my slime, pull up and he shoot
I been on my grind, I been doin' this shit all by myself
I don't waste no time, I be gettin' my money, tryna

i wanted to give in
Get a life that i dont wanna live 
9 to 5 on the clock with no mission
Only takin the shit they would give me

There were somedays

to the devil
No comment on that

I feel like i been cursed
And you know what's worst
He takes everybody u love
And that shit still hurts

But still im living
Me

Don't F*** With Us

John Cena

You Can't See Me

2005

hard to the head like shots of Jack Daniels

[Chorus]
Y'all bitch crews (crews)
Don't wanna fuck with us
Y'all bound to lose
Another one bites

I see it in your body 
I know u wanna get naughty 
And dance 
And dance 
 
I see it in your body 
I know u wanna get naughty 
And dance 
And dance 

Want that pole position no dancer
Baby girl you just wanna be pampered
Gary Payton ain't toking on standard
Glad that bro got off them jammas
Cuzzo got

fake hugs, snide daps and pounds
You wanna take what nigga make huh
That shit some clown shit
ain't got the talent for it now huh, dats how it's soundin

the fame
Making noise but aint saying shit its poison in ya brain
Decisions decisions
I rather be a boss than join a gang
From a different cloth thick

to dream bout, lookin at the stars
It won't take long, infatuation wit fast cars
Fast women turn me to sinnin' but I don't judge
My Nana called it early, her

My Wishes

Andre Nickatina

Bullets, Blunts In Ah Big Bankroll

I'm wishin but I couldn't pretend

[Verse 5 - Andre Nickatina]
Shit, I side swipe you in the light just like a fender bender
There go your brain with

we fly
In the dark I'm toting chrome tryna find the light
Ain't all alone my pistol home
On low heat by my side
Hallow tip gone testify B4 I let em