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dont wanna rumble but he still push me
Tear it down fumble you wont never shush me
Fuckin wit a G fuck you thought it was?
Brass knuckles you can see

Designer shoes, they match with the belt
So many jewels, they losing they breath
Tesla on cruise, it drive and accel'

Don't need no help, I got it by myself

and dad's idea to guarantee I learn to play
But it was brass band to addict me to the music right away
I got a saxophone to find my sound and I shared it

Shit
I got two little ones look up to me
Yeah yeah they bundled away
Sprouting up day by the day
Shit, I don't even know what to say
Yeah I been

on hundreds on hundreds
Throw bands in the air
Do not compare
Ice on my ear you get blind by the glare
Grind in my lair
Unsigned I don't care
Shine like a flare

Easy Rider

Action Bronson

Mr. Wonderful

2015

face
I know your crabs from that Old Bay taste
The brass band was seven pieces
My bitch's name is Peaches
We got twin Mac elevens with the features

gon' lose
I don't make excuses
Park the old one, pull up in my new shit
Pull out all my diamonds and them broads gon' lose it (yeah)
Spend the night

& I been spending money by the band now
I'm by myself when this shit hit the fan now
& I been spending money by the band now
I gotta take a risk

yuh 
Ain't no angels in the jungle 
Got to let his mama clean him up 
I threw a lob but he fumbled 

Yeah yeah yeah yuh 
Chopstick by the manhood

When I met dude, I told dude
Yeah, you sayin' you won't fuck with me but
You know, we don't need to have no contract
You know, if I don't keep it

glancing when I ride by
Couple hundred bands, man that shit is the target
Pull that thing back and let it fly
Stunting in my Vans and sipping on that

Church

The Game

Jesus Piece [Best Buy Exclusive]

2012

No? Hold up. Stop
You ain't bout that life (bout that life)
You ain't bout that life
You don't bounce that ass like, "Oh Lord!"
Then climb back up

H2oproof

Ras Kass

Rasassination

1998

like (Chaka?) fuckin Chewbacca
Connect the dots, murder by design
Shit on your intellect, and fertilize your mind (mind)
Pull out the gauge and we can

bottles
Don't I look like I paid for the Lakers
On a different timin all my shit designer
My Balenciaga's got no laces
Money by the bundle, I cannot be

bands, my shit gettin' cheaper
They movin' weight, no way I'm weaker
She sucked my soul, she the fuckin' reaper
I got 'em tweakin', bro, that's the truth

Don't be fooled
By these hoes
Where her daddy though
Look at you
She done played you with no interview
Over do's
I can't blame you she's just beautiful

support me shit it's bout time
But honestly it's too late honestly my crew straight
Don't show me no fake love when I die nobody knew Tae got fire on me

bands


Niggas want war 
We ain’t throwin 
No hands


I don’t give a fuck
 Bout who is ur mans


Niggas 
Be cappin

Get caught
Where
 They stand


They

got money spilling Over it aint shit
If the Gwop make yo coochie pop Then start this over rewind the track
If yo knot dont make the coochie pop Then

bricks
Tell them little motherfuckers that they had their fucking chance, and they blew that shit
And they blew that shit
I don't look up at the sky no

Man niggas be cappin about shit I don't even understand
Why you gotta lie, it ain no reason to lie just keep it real
Why you can't hold a nigga down

don't bend
I'ma still love weed and money until the end
Real nigga shit please help me start this trend
And if you got a club don't let no fuck niggas in

the start

I can tell by how you walk that you ain't got no gun
You don't wanna war wit us, my youngins shoot for fun
Pocket full of bands, safe, they say I

These niggas be weird they don't go no bands
Move by myself I don't have no other friends
Kick shit rock lee niggas be in my way
All I know is count money