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I'm coming with a victory so flawlessly
When you pop off tin man with the sawed off
Will you live in La la land
Then stand in up against rap gambit
motherfucker pulling
Pranks with Rainbow Dash
And they don't give a fuck if your shit's
Fucked up they're gonna fall back and laugh
You can't tell me what toys
pull up wit a choppa by my side and it swing every way
I cannot fuck wit dat bitch cause I juss met her now she keep callin me bae
Imma pull up wit da
Surrounded by my real niggas
They cock back, they see
Caps, they peal quicker, real killers
Real business, it's never personal, Jack
Remember that fuck up my
Civilians complaining
How many opp boys been splashed up, baptized
Tryna make a Niner see Satan, yo
Burst it, burst it, do it and
Pull up, jump out, slide
of getting by
You saw me walk by and
Fireworks they spark inside your eyes
We at the end zone
We rock and we rolling
Shorty she fucking with me and she open
Holes wit' tampons, i'm serious
I've been plugged in like a landline
And I throw up my hands you
Just throwin' up hand signs
When the hand 9 by the Jimmy
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, huh yeah
Woah
Shawty want rock wit da team, but you know that I can't let her in
Getting that cash and that cream,
we gon' relax your mind, let your conscious be free
Yo, where my Wall Street niggas, if ya up in the stands
Go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
To my women
possess they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door
See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash
Or be
possess they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door
See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash
Or be
Jumpin' out of the jungle, bring 'em in by the bundle
Goin' in for the summer, hey
Wallet change like the cash
Forty clip make you do the forty yard dash
they think
I don't just flow I over flow I be filling up the sink
Like I left the water on I run this bitch if anybody ask
Aint much change since high
lethal/
Watching over those that I protect high from a steeple/
Ain't no need to fear the good guys are here/
Evil doers beware by standers stand clear/
sick
Make the people get up like oh
Yeah just like that lyrics by the plenty
And the beats are phat
If you're feelin what we're dealin
Put your hands in
Shit down pon mi cocky
Cack up yuh bumpa and mek mi slap it
Grab yuh by your hair even though its knotty
Mi dont discriminate mi like dem fatty
Tik Tacki
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Come out bustin' with our everlastin' overflow
We can't stand standing side by side
We all fall down when we divide
Rock kids
Time to testify
a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper
fool's who
Said we wouldn't be major
Player hatin' up and down
Not knowing there was Bounty 'ru's
All around i know you fool's can't stand me
As I bail
and can't stand straight
Man, I feel damn great
Greet you with a handshake
Then get up out my damn face
Weed tray look like landscape
I'm smoking on blueberry
Hol up wait a minute
put some mo Zaza in it
Got less than three grams in that blunt
Nope I cant hit that witcha
I got game for lames
I cant rock wit
no chains and now your body been gutted
I'm talking rock star life in the great red world
There's 100 on the dash and now there's 30 more girls
That
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my
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