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(Thee Best Rapper Alive) 99 Problems but being loved ain't one
Eleven years times 9 guns The judge say today we Gon have some fun with big bad black

ones when you blink, they gone

You know the cliche time flies by when you have too much fun
Where do all these days be going
Clearer than a smoking gun

niggas having it
Had guns with them
Ain't 21 but I been savage since a young nigga
I'm from the trenches we got scarred and left some blood in them
Heard

One Two Niggas in the whip
Watch me pop up 

Three four Shots out this Glock
It's a gun war 

Five six 
7 bad bitches hit me up nigga 

Eight Nine

Something Bad

Robin Thicke

Paula

2014

in me

Oh yeah, I've been so bad
Oh, I've been so bad baby, bad baby
I've been so bad

In my blood, in my veins, something's got me by the reigns
Try

as me
Keep my glock on me gone send sum shots you try to plot on me
Choppa on the floor right by my feet it's seen a lot of things
Come through yo lil

and emotion
Copper by di portion cyaa
Cool wid purple lotion
When mi guns in motion
Blood running like di ocean
Dung inna di execution

Man mi nuh powder like

authority in my town, I gone loco[00:45.00]Flash a gun at me and you gon' end up with tears[00:48.02]I'm running through them quick, make sure a bad bitch is

, strip a lot but she gotta feed her son
Pretty petite, hair, nails on fleek, ouuwee she a bad lil junt
And she having shit, LV come by the bag and shit,

to rock songs
Cracking jokes, but then it was not long
Before at 21, when the fun ended fast
For even Buddy's bad ear couldn't
Save him from the draft

smile, ain’t gonna do it again
My time, the sun will shine, hoss here I come again

Yeah, well they drew first blood
Faith healer, die by the gun

I’ve

gone clutch right by my side
Shorty you gone ride
Or you gone slide
You gone be down for whatever
My ride or die
I need to know before i bring yo ass

through the institution
Fighting the cold, he got life, but he twenty-two, shit
Twenty-two below, only 2-1 cells
Six by eight, forty-eight square feet,

Hey, we’ve never been the same.
You’ve told me 'bout the peace sign,
To me it's just a time gone by.

Hey, with the future in my veins
I’ll make

to call the cops, lets see em outgun my gun, lets go... 

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21 year old man comin up in the streets
Southside tatted on em, he just lookin to eat
His

One, dumb bitch that played with your heart
And you just couldn't leave her I guess she was bad huh?
Two, mother fucking snakes that I had to cut off

holdin it down to my niggas back home[01:21.15]Do this for the ones that's locked up and that's gone ( bros)[01:23.05]I'm feeling some pain that's the shit

Shawty making moves
I can't lie shawty rich
Bad bitch carry guns empty it
Shoot it out she insert new clips
Put a blood diamond on her fist
Quarter million

to
Wake yo fuckin ass up
So at what point did it all come to be
That we were all ruled by negativity
And a blood thirst for brutality
Where human life is

of these youts ain't on what I'm on
But it's more than long if I'm in a bad mood
Like H, I'm big, give me space, give me room
Frisco, I've never been a waste

On and on and on and on
A Ju, if she ain't ah nine or better
Don't even let her pass bro
Bad bitches only blood
Red bone five five wit no heels

started pushing weight
Like I was getting buff
Got ta get it by any means
And I don't give a fuck
I been a bad boy
Like I was signed with puff (Diddy)
Got

a case for me mama
Bitch i ain't donating my blood
I ain't ya blood nigga
And i ain't got the guts to tell her
That i got it by my gut
Trap a lot

Roll it, pass it, pass out on the mattress, smoke it, cash it, call me bobby savage, 21, jumpshot, bitch I got the clippas, blood runs, gun cock,