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for, that's the truth
Hlalisa four-four in a coupe
Even the north pole of a tjo-tjo I got more dough in the boot
Bitches be shinning and getting by
Shine
like Lego, 4.4 focus still had an echo (Always)
What do you mean by "Black Lives Matter?"
If Black Lives Matter, why black man still out here still
get hyped when they see me on tv,
cos they know I'm the man like beanie,
when I come through it's ALL fresh Armani,
but I keep getting sidetracked by
To real niggaz to real niggaz
K B X, yo, yo
Who wants to test the untestable?
Infrared nine at your spine, leave you vegetable
Where the bullet not
[Lil' Rob]
This is dedicated to the 6-1-9
These are the vatos that been, but now it's my time
To kick the beat's, move suavecito
To all you fine
So I just wait by the door
Don't know what I'm heading for
And if it's me and the beat
I'm keeping one on the floor
You're like a landline
long
Another day in the life of a titan
Like of myself, the type is enlightened by simple excitement
Running through the streets of London
Or maybe even
9. Someone Like You
by Lana Lane and Mark McCrite
In the morning right after sunrise
The world whispers, How do you do
And the flowers spill their
as a winner
Umfundisi sprayed doom said I was possessed by the entrepreneurial spirit
Legacy this for my legacy
Legacy legacy legacy legacy legacy
Legacy this
a greater man except Jesus
Who can touch me, bet a hundred thou' you couldn't bust me
The original Likwit rough rhymer
Protected by the gat and bandana, who
(Verse 1 - Ehmji)
I got a cold feet shawty
Got a 9 to 5 and a 4 speed shawty
Lemme make you mine for a whole day better yet a whole week if you throw
tucking they jewels
'Cause they knowing we hold heat
Co-signed by the OGs
Computer nerds and parolees
They all know me
They all know I earned all
B-B-Beats by Esko
Realste shit die ik ooit heb geschreven
Zou om zoveel kunnen klagen maar ik ben tevreden
Mama, sorry voor de stress die ik u
make sure some next girl can never come to you about me"
And that's when I started talking
Man I told her all of the girls that I beat, all
feelin' like I'm too hard for the game I'm in
Caviar seats salmon, that's five, I filet my Benz
Militant is how I train my men
Nigga diss me at 9, he'll
a prick, or are they just secret fans?
Blessed by God, fear no man
But my heart still beats when I see a police van
I was hungover
In Phuket I couldn't
in Latin
Ipso facto, sharper than Exacto
Knives, cats need to have nine lives
'Cause I'm taking them five at a time
When you're reborn don't even
on the door so he could eat
Trained hard 'cause he didn't wanna taste defeat
But sometimes you have to lose and learn before you become the man to beat
When I repent that I'm the cover of the magazine
And even thought I know it's all what I wanted
I wish to be beheaded by a guillotine
Make me
Once again, another Trax Productions
Rush for the 9-8, mobsta elites
Ain't it a shame how we make ballin' look so sweet
Especially when you ain't
store
So move, then I drift them all
Sometimes I 'm stuck with the black joint, 9 inches
My love forgive me what I did
The picture is on the pictures
me dance to your beat, make it loud. let it hurt, run it through me
Don't hold back you are certain to impress
Tell the driver this is where I'm
hard to keep
My head straight
It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight
Walk on land, stay interesting
Nine albums dropped and I can't
by storm
And I'm just gettin' warm
Just like Muhammed Ali
They called him Cassius
Watch me bash this beat like a skull
That you know I've
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