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know she gon' flop
Young money, now her bed finna rock
Boy you ran from the Gwop, runnin' bands, I ain't never gon' stop
I don't care if you hate it

bands, yeah I want them bands fr
All I think about is money ain't nothing you can do to change that
If ya dude try to run up he can get his fucking chain

This a treasure hunt
Cookie no milk
He be shaking dat ass
Candy cane pole
That's a lot of cash
Elves sweep up
They be making them racks
Santa toss

I’m up now
Next and wrist bust down
Bitch I’m fresh to death I need a medical check up now
I’m in the front now ain’t no more runner ups now
Wasn’t

The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll

Bob Dylan

The Times They Are A-Changin'

1964

other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy all

The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll

Mason Jennings

I'm Not There [Original Soundtrack]

2007

on a whole other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane

That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy

You Ain't Smart

Mase

Double Up

1999

that know me long
And you should know I'mma die with my Rolley on
I ain't no punk, I ain't no chump, I ain't no whimp
Ain't got no cane, ain't got no

You catch them out in public they a whole contradiction

I'm trying to run them bands up Anyway that I can get them
All my niggas demons
So No I ain't

a profit
I touched my first bands when I first got to college
Now a ball like James taking off like a rocket
That road to the riches no breaks I ain’t

zippers ain’t no pockets what the fuck it mean
Like what the fuck it mean
I’m like baby is you shittin me
I got my bands up you nigga ain’t as lit as me
I

Margiella my sneakers
No roof on the beamer
I'm murdering beats yea
Im jacking the reaper
Im ducking the features 
These niggas can't keep up
Run

They all ain't your bro
They all ain't your bro

Coolerbeats
Straight from the block
Family first is what they taught us
Nowadays blood barely

Cause lil' nigga hand outs ain't the answer

And I ain't tryna preach like a pastor Better go chase them bands by yourself
You gon' get that shit faster

Hit that shit Z (Dj)
I ain't even gotta look at price tags no more

When I walk in I get it poppin' 
Audemar is what I'm rockin' my chick from Boston

The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll

Bob Dylan

Rolling Thunder Review [Japan CD]

2002

other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy all

100 bands 100 bands 100 bands
Break in my crib
I aint treating you like brother man
Cometheziene spilled in the limousine
And I'm Smoking gas
And its

Motivated by the pain 
Ain't no other wayyyyy
Smoking Up on the dank
Cigarette like a train
Heart grown numb just like nova-cane 
All Part

Motivated by the pain 
Ain't no other wayyyyy
Smoking Up on the dank
Cigarette like a train
Heart grown numb just like nova-cane 
All Part

the club 
Going in 
Fuck them haters y'all 
And can nobody 
Outshine 
My whole team dawg 
Bottle after bottle 
Bands poppin off 
And it ain't nothing 
Really

lowriding

Picture me south west PA on my way to LA
Blackberry going nuts
The bitch be calling all day
There ain't no "I got what you need for ya"
Critics

Midwest Choppers

Tech N9ne

Misery Loves Kompany

2007

negativity trippin wit me you runnin fo yo life
Cause you ran yo mouth (MOUTH)

CHORUS:
[We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether

(Look)
They see me winning, I'm the shit, ain't no competition
A lethal shooter, call me Curry, bitch I barely miss it
And fuck these niggas, fuck

Ain't gon' say no name 'cause all these niggas dying for some fame
He reach for my neck and he gon' end up dying for a chain
Fucked her from the back

If y'all rappers weren't too fake
Eating bands she hate how I do 8
From my thoughts I can't escape
She want the sun I got the rain
I want earring she