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the shit make a bitch
Pipe down

I can move the way I move from the way I trained
No surprise when I switch tracks tryna find my way
Just put two Chainz

that ain't how I'm built
Naw fuck that
Aye mud duck from the mudville
Mud duck from the mudville
I'm just thinking to myself
Getting lit by myself
Smoked

anthem
Baby this one for my fallen Soldiers
Came from the eight oh eight
Girl I thought I told you
Ooo woo ooo
Its P-U-N-A, when we in CA
If I'm in HI, you

anthem
Baby this one for my fallen Soldiers
Came from the eight oh eight
Girl I thought I told you
Ooo woo ooo
Its P-U-N-A, when we in CA
If I'm in HI, you

anthem
Baby this one for my fallen Soldiers
Came from the eight oh eight
Girl I thought I told you
Ooo woo ooo
Its P-U-N-A, when we in CA
If I'm in HI, you

Track boomin on metro shit
I don't need to impress your bitch
All this weed, getting flex we lit
Got Snookie saying that i slept on it
Where

Agoeie, Willem Wâldpyk hjirre
Fryske rap, op dyn speakers

Kin de beat mar komme

Dit is Fryske rap
Ofgryslik fet
Dit is Fryske rap
Dit is Fryske rap

the first track, took the scenic route
Huh, I’m pressure, that’s Kilo Lit
I run with them monsters, like Lilo did
Mentality street, and I’m stuck in it
Hope

Niggaz screaming they turnt up but really turnt out
(You really turnt out)
Bitches saying they lit boo you really burnt out
(You really burnt out)

desire to turn you from the fire you have lit
In that fire you may learn, We've got no desire to spurn
But we ain't fucking slaves, we're people. Respect!

to make us better (better)
Race to her house like a dog track (track)
Got more head than a ball cap
(Haaaa)
We a savage when we high we so lit we so fly

to make us better (better)
Race to her house like a dog track (track)
Got more head than a ball cap
(Haaaa)
We a savage when we high we so lit we so fly

Be Jealous

Tech N9ne

Vintage Tech

2005

And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit

[Verse 2]
No more stalling, I'ma start prowling on niggas, growling on niggas
And we smiling cuz the Villain

wonder why they snap on
Mixtapes and not on albums
Most substance on one track that
Niggas got on albums
Don't need to cover for them to
Know who

(wooh!)

That nigga a clown he should work in a circus
I fuck up the track like I drift on a circuit
Big drip! I can see that they hurtin'
Flip whips! By

ain't gonna quit
Cause we gon tear yo whole clique down bit by bit aye

Posse posse clique, yeah we always keep it lit (we lit)
Faucet leaking, we got

track track track
Wiggidy wag
He went from riches to rags
He got up out of His bag
I'm gonna brag
I'm gonna show off and gas
Cuz I am freed from my past

99.99 Percent of you niggas is pussy
Scoop
Scoop
Scoop
Ah shit
Scoop
Scoop
Scoop
Ah shit
All bushido tracks is a freethrow
We know this nigga ball

Ninety-nine-point-nine-nine percent of you niggas is pussy
Scoop, scoop, scoop, ah shit
Scoop, scoop, scoop, ah shit
Uh, all Bushido tracks is a free

They say that sleep is the cousin of death so I be up gotta flex shine
Me and my familia on set time bless mics thirty minute naps for us to get by

on your tracks I know that you pussy you is not a g
Yeah I can really see yeah what you really be just by how you moving
R a e d u double b bitch you a dubb

Blueberry truck with the cherry interior
Better get your game up if you feelin' inferior
Draggin' all my opps like I come from Valyria
If they sayin'

Blueberry truck with the cherry interior
Better get your game up if you feelin' inferior
Draggin' all my opps like I come from Valyria
If they sayin'

zombies trying to get lit
Never really sleep, but I nap with my kin
Put the paper in a bag and go back for the win
Never met a whore who aint care about