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fitted cap
And a fresh white tee
Back in my younger days I used
To rock it like G he went to this party
After watching this movie
That was themed by

Got that lil' hoe deads that's all in my spliff
She all on my body, she wanna take a pic
But I cannot love her, I fuck her then dip
Why do you niggas

so shut your bitch-ass mouth
Remember back in the day when your mama went and kicked your bitch-ass out
Thought you was solid, but you went and took

of this way to get shot by my Glock 24
Got a bitch sitting courtside in the back
...
Twitching for some pussy you a rookie
I just spent some cash for

like where the rats at,

Sneaker 600, back to back in them 600s,
I like big money, you get money, let's talk numbers
Street starvin', the wait it over,

just want it more I could run up a check
The same people that's praising me now was just up in my comments lil bitch tell me I'm not correct
Oh no, I'm

Ain't shootin' up deers, I'm shootin' at the rivals
Hide your whole army, KP, he the sniper
Put that lil' baby in diapers (diapers)
Fucked her one time

bad lil thang? Fuck it I'ma fuck in the back of the range (Brrr)
Then go run it up, it ain't nothin' at all
See me I'm up now, you like what the fuck

say copy
Ayy, when you catch him doin' something
We gon' throw his bitch ass a party
Shit bag 'em, you can say he farted
Thirteen in his back, I'm

What have I done? Who have I become?
Promise mama I finish school why I'm riding with this gun?
We on the back streets no license plates
I hope the ones

in the days, niggas was stealing bikes,
Some niggas tried to rob me and we got it back tonight,
Trust me i been wrong a lot, but fuck it’s my right,

AKs out the back
Of a Ford Taurus caught a body, fifteen, all
That lil' boy shit, i wasn't goin' for it
I ain't goin' for it, I'm the man
Bitch, I'm

Stack it up, let it add, told lil mama we ain't going back
When you check my bag, you might find a rig and some dabs, couple packs of backwoods
Bout

I really ain't seeing no rival
Streets Hottest Youngin just give me the title
I just be sitting back chillin and watching these niggahs I still ain't

13th floor
ayy, they be lookin' down on us and lookin' up to us at the same time, they hatin that I swear
They got me way too high up in this bih
All

on gotta keep It confidential damn
They know who did that work, gotta Keep it in the streets yeah
We trapping off the phone ain't Talking weed
I'm talking

Killin Season

MC Eiht

Death Threatz

1996

the fuck we from
Ugh
Nigga
Original cmw in the muthafuckin house
You know how we do it
Back for that ass for the 9 to the 6
Mc eiht
Dj slip
Tha chill
Lil

in second
See we winning and you living in the back
This roll call, tell me where my real niggas at
Just know a nigga all about his paper
I run this

to a veggie
If it's beef in the street imma lay in your bush gotta bitch nigga calling Reggie
They know I'm king of the hill and the bitch in the back giving

White Boy

Haystak

The Natural

2002

need no book bags cause we don't go to school
Imagine my middle finger
In the mother fuckin sky
Screaming CWB till I die
Lil player, lil

[HOOK]
White

be in
The next day in ATL, might pull up in a Rari
I sell dope, that's my job
Nigga this ain't no motherfuckin hobby
I heard some niggas wanna rob me

Gun Plus a Mask

Juicy J

Stay Trippy

2013

house lyin' in the grass
They'll rob a nigga blind if they doin' bad
Duct tape around the handle they don't use a mag
So tell em where it's at, don't tell

I thank god every day for my blessings
I pray each day my team get blessings
Best fall back do not ask questions
We all in but first I say blessings

got them glocks in
We'll turn up on your stage
Jump in the crowd and start a mosh pit

Flashin' lights, beefing over street credit
Basic nigga bragging