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the Bengals playing
Back when I was basic aint think they a feel it
Made plays by the vacant was just me & Willis
We had more O's in it than Lenny Williams
Hop

All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
All I wanna do is smoke a lil

every day
I was taught every dog got his day
When them bullets go to spark
And the dog gotta lay
Better hope to God he don't jump with the K
Mr deLeon by

the Juggernaut, 
2 blunts and a glock hope I don’t get stopped by a buster cop, 
Bro was young as hell but he still found out how to bust the chop, 
How I’m Mr. 2

cnd I'm in the booth with this one 

Its Nell 

cnd don't call me by my real 
Name call me Nell 

Turn me up a lil bit 

This for the ones who ain't

example I Mr Miyagi one of you 
Niggas waxing whips and paint the fence you must
Be trump and your homie pence you dumb ass dudes
Don't make no sense my lil

Take curls out Dey soup
Old Niggas wit birds
So high
They blue
Still lowkey back home
And da boot
I say yo homes
Yo home he'll shoot
Still wit da bros

what the planning was
Don't ask what's in my denim
I want it made by Demna

Hell Nah
Try to swerve me, was like, "Hell nah"
Try to bump me now like,

some game lil' nigga
Soak up some game lil' nigga
Stay in your lane lil' nigga

Said I wouldn't pop and I did it
I just might run up a ticket
Tell

Biznite

Lil Wayne

Lights Out [Clean]

2000

If your baby come born with braids I ain't the pa 
Nope I ain't the pa 
Hell no I ain't the pa 
No I ain't the pa 
Hell no I ain't the pa 
Nope I

Aye zone three
Now I remember back then
A lot of you boys ain't count me in
But I did myself tho
They like who that is just walked in
Mr zone three

bummin in I get it by the mail
I'm a pimp these bitches do what I say and I ain't gotta yell
Put a lil bitch on the road and tell her ride with it
D nigga

Away
Then I'm gonna catch her Wherever She Goo
So Don't throw the love Away
These are the promises, that we had Told
She my lil Runaway
Tryna escape all

water into wine then he'll change our pain to champagne in due time
Uh

I don't have time for the fake friends
Fake love Fake energy
Keep it real with me

shoppin', raise Hell (raise Hell)
Pretty boy, baby, paint nails
Does she like me? I can tell

Is the Maybach a V12 or V6? (Or V6?)
Lil' bitch done seen

Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used

you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"

All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So

Let Me In

D-Loc

Sickology 101

2009

pants kinda baggy
KC hat tilted, so now they wanna red flag me
I'm by the bar every time, point blank, Period
The door man hatin', takin' his job too

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

bitch i'm too cool (so cool)
Nigga mad as hell, told these lil niggas "what you wanna do?"( like what you wanna do?)
Drugs, guns, money man that shit just

me get back to it
Hold lot of loud and a lil bag would, whole lotta money big tip by wood
I put it on a train little engine could BITCH!!!

Girl

the bitch face sloppy
Sauce God, bitch, I go by "Mr teriyaki"
I can teach you how to
Punch like I'm Mr miyagi
Shooting for the stars 'cause I
Been near

running, like I'm Mr. Mosby
I'm getting this guap I do it by my lonely, run up on me it's like I turn to Broly
Or Goku, I thought I told you I'm cleaner

I wanna take a pic with Cardi B inside my cardigan
Niggas know I'm late, they call me Shordie, Mr. Tardy man
I just smoke my weed and fuck these