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skrilla
Gone throw that ass for a real nigga
Gone shake that ass for a lil skrilla
I know I got yo main nigga tight
We be at my crib by the end of the night

Pourin' the Syrup

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi, Vol. 2: Gangsta Grillz

2014

the boulevard solo
Big Right know I got soft for the low-low
In a drought, me and Nook, only ones had dope
Nigga blew my leg off for a nine-piece
Tried

hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil Durk?
I dust you like ash and purp
Your flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, your floors crack
Got rap shit, mice

the strippers by the pair
If her pussy classic then she might just get a pair
No time for the hating, against all my religions
Swangers when I'm skating, up in

these hoes
And I keep a snoopy broad because it keep me on my toes

We been ridin' for ten exits and I still been in your door
We get better by

The call has gone out, responses have come
And we bless God for our brother who's given God his life
Is there anything you'd like to say, my

plenty wit yo lil freaky ass
My windows tinted for yo lil freaky ass
Just need a minute wit yo lil freaky ass 
So if you wit it Wit yo Lil freaky ass

Bigger Than You

Drake

Bigger Than You

(squad)
VIP my squad (yeah, squad), drop off all the gang (yeah)
VIP the lane (skrrt, yeah), VIP the chain

Uh, yeah, baller alert
Lil' biddy bitch I

is illegal (damn)
They let Gunna go, we tryin' to figure out that happened (he snitchin')
He took a plea deal, Lil Boosie say that nigga rattin' (aw)

to the Cho I done ran through more hoes
Than lil Stanley Zero Tiger Woods and Jack Nichols (Go)
Shoot my lil shot I ain't missing that missile
Walk in your

Brrat lil' Project Youngin, man, can't
Tell me nothin', man
YNW, BBG, yeah
Silly me, I can rap for anything

Yeah, bitch, look at the ice on my wrist

That's my bro, what that shit do, my nigga
That's my lil, homie, my nigga
Y'all niggas can't tell me this nigga don't look like Lil Boosie
This my

like it's Toosii
I got me a new bitch
I don't care about ya new switch
You said you want my head
Lil nigga you ain't gon' do shit
Riding round the town

birthday
No bullshit, I'm not lyin

I'm I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
Don't sue me, Lil Boosie
I'm rappin' to hard G
Vibin' with my dawgs, I'm a six-figure nigga

a product of TI and Boosie
And Jeezy and also Lil Will
And the Migos, the fourth one is here
Product of Hip-Hop I'm making it clear
I'm a product of jugging

a baby I grow it from cabbage
Im feels like boosie im trill and im savage

Hustle hard for the digits 
Making Money jump crickets
Walking around with

Everybody wants a piece of my bitch it's crazy
I feel like Gucci when he just got out of prison
I feel like Boosie when he hit the stage and kill it
I feel

these straps on me I feel just like I’m Boosie
My nigga cooked that dope the pot look like jacuzzi
Pull up hopping out that vert just like I’m Uzi
I’m hot

woozy (yeah)
Low fade, took a Boosie (woo)
Treasure time for the booty (it's lit)
She make it slow, still moving
Juvenile suu-whooping (skrrt, skrrt,

wrist ice (gang)
Shout out Icebox for my wrist ice (yeah)
Probably somewhere sippin' mystic (okay)
Almost got caught from her lipstick (pew pew)
Nigga run

I’m just out here trying to do my thing
just stay away
I’m getting older
I ain’t got the time for playing games
tryna go better myself
looking for

for a long time I beg them just to leave
Father told that boi it's just the way it is
Boosie on his new shit, take you for a ride with no joystick
Count

takin' shit

Bitch, I ain't who you used to know (nope)
I done shot off to the moon, lil' ho (gone)
Still order me a 4 for 4 (for real)
Painted drank

with no screws Boosie you'on listen
I'm on a mission tryna get my fucking blood out prison
Black rain in Angola where the thugs roll
Too many members