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Yuh

Pouya

Underground Underdog

2016

dollars just to get a word on a track
I got a bundle for the Caddy, put the rims on the lack
All black
To match the Mac
Me and Ross still gon' verse

and demoted
Down the steps to your death again
Drown you were swept by the ocean
And you wept with the notion
That you get to accept your sins
Drown with

the front and behind
I can’t wait to get up and reup at dinner time
I can’t wait til I get home
Is there any more room baby
Did you save enough room for me

then plan it out ay
Just to find out that you got it all wrong
Damn need to get this shit right uh
Motherfuckers think they got it on sight
That's why

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Hook
I ain't try lie and pretend that I know everything that you been

niggas just want the figures they can't stop my grind
Sip this
I'm feeling fine
Maintaining get harder as the time
Passes by
Simple minds couldn't fathom

Lil Kim
Got dissed by Eminem
Said I dress real feminine
First week out, did real low numbers
40, 000 unit's, next week it went under
By the third week,

cause all of yall sheep
So i'm Lil Bo Peep
The dude that got "carried away"
Probably got "carried away"
But you don't get it though 
Elephant in the room

Gettin my money back quicker then most
Theses niggas aint trappin I promise it shows
Sippin the drank and den everything slows
Pole get to flashin i hope u

a hobby
How I make bread just walk-in through my lobby 
Spread it with the team cuz they know I'm neva'  snobby
Lil rapper don't fuck around and get bodied

I still convert and ones
Triple double on the track get my buck Big O or something
Shawty cool with me so usually she let me hit her bum
All this

hear you do don't disturb
Where I'm from its either you rap hoop or get it by the curb
Ever since a youngin I had a way with words
Little bad thing she

thought you had it tough
But you were so little

You know that girl we wrote a love song for?
Well, we’re not together anymore
You know that feeling you get

as targets
Boolay, black market
We gon' get it regardless for the low
Perils of being crabs in a barrel
Fair-weather friends and my foes
Wish 'em farewell
It

aches
Got that pussy soaking wetter than a lake
Lick me up like A1 sauce on a steak
Ass so real you can tell by how it shakes
That lil boy he wifed it

see behind the lies
We don't worry bout the lows
So we can't get caught in the highs
Yeah I swear I'm on the rise
Eyes on the enterprise
Not just

on bench that's starter cap
Aye nigga I'm here
Gold mouth grill by the end of year
I'm 21 I can drink me a beer
Alcoholic like dad might just be what I fear,

like I got another option
I get clouds often, but I'll take it to the coffin
My heart never harden
But I struggle with my head getting harder, better

they was wack
You ain't trained just yet
But I was down to get the paper
Like um hittin' a lick

By any means I'mma make it
Fuck the world was my shit
It

Don't Stop

Spice 1

Blocc Movement

2001

in me
Mug in me and get yo fro pushed back like homie
You lil' clown ass nigga walkin' in bozo shoes
While my niggas out here doin hits, makin'

they some thirsty hoes

Jumpin on the next track, on the next wave

I been money hungry n***a, since them checks came

U been hoe hungry n***a, lil sex

these bitches to rare
The way that he spit cant be no gayer
Pull up get head by the major
She sending text okay her
Pull up you know that I JR

I get that

of these lil' niggas just lazy
I ain't even really got a name, but I'm worth a mil ticket If you want me on the track, gotta pay me
Four pockets full, no

feeling low when I get off the pack like
Shoutout to Howard he gotta maneuver
Nick in the cut you know that be the ooter
You cannot lack if you taking