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light by the pack
Canine city rats
Zoot suit wolf pack

Can't put us down
Runaways from the pound

Junk is our jewels
Gristle's our gruel
Give us a bone

the doors still show the logos and the ride
Matte black
Doing donuts brodie caught the wheels on fire
Scat pack
Try my member you should know that you'll be

railed
Got impaled
Found out by mail
Cause I could get her back
Like a back pack
Full of ca cash
In a snap like I'm asap
With the tat tats
That's a fact
If

Manny Paq way I beat up the sack
Bitch I got rounds, I stay with a mac
Sipping on Act while I'm smoking the pack
Losing my mind, bitch I feel like

and you is a rat 
Listen to me I'm speaking the facts 
Deliver the D and she is attached
Got it for free I leave with the pack
I ain't slipping I ain't

like rats & roaches
These real drugs this ain't no pack
This blick on me got halitosis when she talk I wear my mask
Fuck her from the back yeah
I fucked

It aint no rat shit on my rap sheet
Avoiding all the dog hoes that's tryna trap me
Now you can't fuck
You gotta top me
Too real for the streets baby

the Gucci on my belly, 
even got Gucci on my pants, 
(yeah yeah) 
Lil' baby, I don’t smoke on no smelly, 
but my baby’s got the pack.
I’m tryna be rich when

If you can't stack like a lab's rat
Then you're not a Chad
And that's a fact
Balance like a tabernac
Forget the wine
You've been smokin' crack
I said

Since a Youngin, daddy told me get it and i got it
Smoking on rat piss, gotta pound of that Exotic 
Drunk af, feeling like the hulk, that hen

you down to bye
Get the packs off by moonrise
And these niggas trying to steal my style what the fuck is that
Think I give a fuck about your homie I

Ah young nigga keeping it g what You know about that
Ain't flipping No pack but I gotta get ah stack mind
To focus ain't no turning back
What you

Yeah

Stop finessin' yourself
Say you the best, but we not believin' that
They talk to the jakes, they really speakin' that
Only time I been a snake

Irish Medley

Dixie Chicks

Little Ol' Cowgirl

1992

of green 
I'm known from the Liffy on down to Segu 
And I'm known by the name of Little Johnny Doo 

Of all the trades a-goin' sure a-beggin' is the best

Yeah, aye
I spent a rack on my new muffler now my car sounds like the shit
I spent a pack on Fortnite shot that kid lil boy know I don't miss
I'm

You rolling or what
Big blounts double cup
Two pulls and this
Will have you stuck
From Cloverdale and you in luck
Gotta party pack big sack
Roll

cop the best"
Got stopped by the cops, then told, confessed
All rats must die, control the pest
Aimin' straight for your head, yeah, fuck the vest
Nigga

69 
I did mine on stacks 
I put my music to the test 
Amongst 
The real rat packs
And I'm also here to tell you 
Where there's blood 
There's us!

gonna snake each other
Sleep in cells and get ate by rats
Yeah I got friends that I class as brothers
I dream about sending a lambo
Big fat chain, Rolex

ay i dunnno if im just gassed or crazy of if im the best in the

universe  man i just had to let u know that an if my little brother need a hundred

crawl
A twisted pack
Enslaved to the King Rat
Thy will be done
Darkness swallows the sun
A shrine to misery
Can't you see what we've become
Across oceans

R$b
All my niggas keep gangsta we always keep real
Ya niggas writing statements man ya coppin deals, (Rat)
Ya niggas ain't gangsta man ya niggas

a bussin' nigga
I'm also killin' babies
I'm also killin' niggas
Like a DS1
BBU phone
Like GS Pro
Like Cremo
Rat-rat-rat-rat-pack
Like a nigga, haha
Ok, rap

But first we pack the gas
Then puff then pass
Trying to forget the past
Only real ones last
The rest are rats
That infest the flats
Best to run real