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had called them by name
And they answered
We will abandon it all for the sake of the call
No other reason at all but the sake of the call
Wholly
the dash
Until the tire go flat
We all getting money lil baby, yeah we been in our bag, yeah yeah
(HEYY!, 4GN)
We get them racks in by the case (Racks,
you, didn't mean it
I guess I did it for no reason
For no reason
For no reason
For no reason
Like 1, 2, 3, 4
I close all my doors
Move on to the next
pissin' Dom all week, I'm a don
Sean Don, yeah, yeah, spot him just don
Sippin' 99 fried rice with some prawns
Twenty on your head, you be gone by
get a nigga back like that, no!
I'm high power put Eva Mendez to sleep
That bitch been on my mind all week
But back to you Mac gloss chick, you way
get a nigga back like that, no!
I'm high power put Eva Mendez to sleep
That bitch been on my mind all week
But back to you Mac gloss chick, you way
to jail today"
"It also didn't help that Gucci Mane was arrested in July
In Henry County for DUI marijuana possession
And possession of a firearm by
better shape than I've ever been
Got a team full of hitters, no need for lettermans
Pack the cream in the luggage, can't leave no evidence
Jesus pieces
addin
Free Poo Lew, he my savage
On the mile for sellin that rabbit
I'm a hold ya down, all the cribs we hit my nigga I swear I can't forget
I remember
words goin' down all the fuckin' time
For all young niggas on the bang when they on the grind
niggas walkin' around packed packin' nines and carryin'
attention
Cause i'm always loud
What if the loneliest kid is the loudest in the crowd
I'm preaching to no one
Nobody hear me
I'm reaching for no one
Nobody
I been full of anger
If I die today I gotta thank God for my life
I thank God cuz I ain't ever had no vice
If I die today I gotta thank God
By
from Florida
Hurricanes in my clip ain't shooting no water
My boys be fishing reel em in they caught em
We using these rods the reason we bought em
Don't
mobile)
This for my niggas with the pretty cars (look at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggas who got all the hoes (look at the grill on my
front of you, no way i could hide... All this anger
It's like before the visit my heart was stuck inna chamber
That day you told me never pray for your
you, the time, the logic, or the reasons we don't understand.
Sad courage claimed the victims standing still for all to see,
As armoured movers took
To simplify shit, no man can go against me
Test me you must be bent G, don't tempt me
I had this full clip for so long, it needs to empty
The reason why it
be living in hell
Could be mad for no real reason, can't you tell
They wanna see me fail instead I choose to prevail
Approach the beat with knowledge
Englishes by the liter
Livin’ for the freaking weekend, act like I ain’t got no weakness
I be kickin’ it like FIFA, pressin B and just repeatin
Ain’t no
a liver
Ain't no time, for dumpin' niggaz in the river
I ain't lovin you niggaz no more
It's time for the chainsaw
Off with the legs, arms, and head
baby yeah
There's no reason for you to waste your time
No no no no no no
When we were together
You told me what you didn't like
And you went out and got
all scared, nigga
That's all you gon' hear, nigga
Want to see a dead body? Come with me over here, nigga
It's MAC-11's and .40 Cal's for
all my guap
Do this for my Scum niggas
Man, they all I got, uh
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But this MAC-11 take his soul
Tag his toe, burn
brother;
Didn't have no money for college, he was taught the street knowledge.
Part of the plan;
To keep us fightin' in the street, instead of becomin'
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