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Whole lotta
Gang shit
Whole lotta gang shit
Whole lotta real shit
Gang
Gang
RellG
I faced all my challenges
Life was rough for me
Then I found

sticky like a sticka
Yea I need it fast
Lil bitch I need it quicka
Yea you need em pills
Yea you know that I'm that nigga
Bitch I'm bussin like

lil' nigga 'nem ignorant, rob, murder, kill, stealin' (murder)
And every time we get a drop, murder, leave no witness (murder, murder)
Got close up

Niggaz 4 Life

N.W.A

Niggaz4life

1991

they could show out
When the cops came, they gave a fake name
Because the life in the streets is just a head game
So therefore, to make more

but I want some more

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Speedin' in a Porsche
Livin' life fast and goin' all around the course (course)
Ain't no competition, got

they know bout lil stuzi just ask about me been real sharp to the point gin-sue
Pushing and moving
All of my life been behind the eight ball moving shit

Im a fun guy
Taking some fungi
Wanna come by
Lookin for a fun time
Shoot them in a drive by
Pop pop
Watch the body drop drop
Count the Guala up like

Kung Fu

YBN Cordae

YBN: The Mixtape

2018

a savage, lil' hoe, what you wan' do?
I'm about cash if the route fast
I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means
Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's

Knowing

OutKast

Speakerboxxx/The Love Below

2003

pockets look void
Destroyed by the need to indulge and enjoy the finer things in life right? (yeah)

Your dignity, your only sacrifice, slim as your

600 thou
Lil bro Blick got 2 years down
For sum bullshit like 2 quarter pounds
Tried to rob my nigga T Money
Shot em in the face
First thing he said

in the game, I feel like Kobe
Gun got a long nose on it, it's a no-go
Got four fast, need change, lil' homie

If I'm a heavyweight, then my bitch gotta

become short-staffed
All because selfish fucking women couldn't handle the shaft
"You're only pro-birth, not pro-life" Hold up, not so fast
Didn't anybody

a problem then he'll prolly end up missing
Yeah take a shot, make a hit
Always on my grind dont stop, dont miss
You gotta take a chance
What is life without

can bitch and get killed with your bitch ass
Lil' bro got blood on his shirt with his Crip ass
Go write a diss and get murked, don't do shit ass

I'm Talkin' to You

T.I.

King

2006

pops, maybe he could tell ya better boy
Patient in the afterlife I'll waste ya in the after life
Even after my life haters be after my life
Cause I'ma

send em' to god
They be riding my wave like Rod
It wan easy my life was hard
Niggas don't know we cracking them cards
Had no choice but to hustle and Rob

a four
I shoot at the stars, strike a pose (grrah)
I walked in this bitch with a coat
Yeah, yeah, I want the fetti
Die by Lil Keed, yeah, I'm thug

Cuz a Bad lil shawty wanna to click thighs (want to click thighs )
see us in a dragon watch us zip by (watch us zip by)
She don't call me boo she

do the dash for you 
If you was to rob a bank bae I’d count the cash for you 
I know we moving super fast 
Am I moving to fast for you? 

I look In

hurt me
I ran it up fast, I'm back in your ass They hatin' on me cause the niggas I passed
I got in my bag, I ain't never gon' brag, humble lil' nigga, I

Then I went by my Granny on Garfield, by Moolah house
Where they keep them toolies out
Track life, fear nobody, track life
Get your money, track life

why
Don't I walk you thru
So you see life so you see
My face for I rob you
For your ice ice ice never caught a case
But here to rob a niggas life
How

smoked him in my Robins
Rob a nigga dark night, like Gotham
That nigga is trash, and LeBron he floppin'
I already knew that the lil'
Nigga was a bitch

like, Go and shoot it
But this is the life that we livin'

We up early in the morning, Trying get a lil bag
Down bad on my dick, I'm down bad on my ass