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you still beneath like your name is Lannister I'm fucking (Jon) snow
Who the fuck are you?
Credits go to the fake places 
Not controlled by a fucking

Eyes low but my spirit high
Money up, anxiety on a steep decline
Sun shines a lil brighter when you livin right
Got some paper to the side for

deaf bitch
You drinking
We from that dungeon you so presumptuous
You must have a fucking death wish acting pretentious
My lil bro he brought that weapon

step aside, ha!
Those who commit the ultimate crimes
Bitches run around like snitches out there droppin' dimes
Get yo' shit tossed by my hammer,

noise

In the air or imma send it by the boat
It's in the mail imma ship it to ya door
Man you gon get it nigga that's fasho
The money express it ain't

I pour that lean in the double-cup
4‚500 stuffed in my joggers
I  got a lil' bitch in college we cuttin'
Up‚ she mix her Hennessy wit' the molly
If

Talkin That Talk

DJ Ideal

Da Bottom, Vol. 4

2005

Off Peers, Got Beats that'll Knock By See Us
Roll Up, Get Ya Throat Cut
Catch A Buck Fifth, Watch Yo Chest Lift
Dope Rhymes, Cause The Small Eyes Take

the plug like butt
Prada cufflinks sit low on the button
I get you slimed by your cousin
Things they do just for the love money
Angels singing as I sit

get back that, yeah
Cold-hearted nigga, get your bitch back
All my niggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeah
Shorty, know I fuck with

Noah, this is your mom, give me a call, um
When you get this message, when you get a chance
Okay? Love you
Picture this, little kid, tryna get it in,

Act a Ass

E-40

Breakin News

2003

a ass (aye-yeahhhh)

Well all right
Me a bad man, ruff by nature
You punkin' on me you goin' into danger
Me and the Don, ruff and down low ranger
Me

make him hit the Griddy 

I’m bout to pull up on his ass yeat yah Finna get busy  

  

I used to work at Lowe’s  

But now I’m dropping low’s  

Open

the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose

a couple of blicks (Yea)
Stick to myself lil' bitch yea I stay out the mix (Yea)
I'm with ya lil' ass girl and she know what it is (Yea)
I'm in the stu'

in the city you get from Bama Joe, ayy
Come get you a turkey bag, come spend your Ham 'n' Low 
Shotoff

All these hoes tryna lock in with a young

soldiers who will ride
And pack your ass Through them sticks
So don't get Caught up in the bull shit
Don't get caught in the mix
I'm from the side we're

soldiers who will ride
And pack your ass Through them sticks
So don't get Caught up in the bull shit
Don't get caught in the mix
I'm from the side we're

soldiers who will ride
And pack your ass Through them sticks
So don't get Caught up in the bull shit
Don't get caught in the mix
I'm from the side we're

Don't get caught in the mix
I'm from the side we're the sun rise
The only time you see us cry
Is when a Soldier dies
I'm from the side whee the sun rise

I don't trust none of you niggas

I'm bout to fuck yo lil bae
Fuckin her right on the couch
Put my dick all in her mouth
Get me a nut then I'm out
I'm

Yamborghini High [Extended]

Juicy J

Cozy Tapes, Vol. 1: Friends

2016

goin' to my dome, hey yo
This how it feel to be rich, fuckin' bitches in the mix, yeah
Where the chiquitas is at? Yamborghini with the shits, yeah
Lil

Da Blow

Jazze Pha

Crunk Juice

2004

pills for the low
That blow for the low
Young nigga you ain't know?
When I ride I roll high
Man and I ain't tellin' no lie
When that shit get in my

him
Yeah, you heard of us, the murderous
Most shady
Been on the low lately, it's the MAFIA, baby

Don't think 'cause I rap and
Get pie all the time
I

paid by the
Minute ya lil bitch
We heavy drinkers up inside this
Bitch let's take a sip
I told the bitch I love it
When we party
I love it when you get