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or backwards, nigga, shit like racecar (We the same)
Bitch, my table GOATed, GOATed
You know it, know it
A older nigga really owe me
He in his 40s
Shit was

no acting
Ain need no handouts I go out make it happen
I rather put my trust in me, cuz they be capping
Glock got no safety 40. Cal I keep it in

down
oh no!
oh no no no
let's go
I only drink tea for my sleep time
or maybe i could love you in the meantime
I don't know if i was out here by design
I

One Hundred

NF

Perception

2017

house?
I got forty boxes in my living room on the couch
Yeah, me and my girl 'bout to ship them out, oh Lord!
Yeah, yeah, I thought I told 'em last

There's an icy wind in the house
So we drilled holes to let the sunshine in
cnd here on the right
There's some leftover potatoes
Very confusing
When you're

a spouse
Just tryna cop a house with words I'm rhyming out my mouth
I done failed so many times they losing faith in me
But my... setbacks will never be my

the church house at
World trying to knock me off path
Mama said church and it brought me right back
My-my-my side, run it, no cap
These raps like he put

Karma Hotel

Spooks

S.I.O.S.O.S., Vol. 1

2000

wheel has spun
"Choose your gun"
Gimme the forty-five, I said with a smile
"Here's a shiny silver bullet, might as well go out in style"
Put one in

Karma Hotel

Ministry Offer

Smokin Beats

2002

wheel has spun
"Choose your gun"
Gimme the forty-five, I said with a smile
"Here's a shiny silver bullet, might as well go out in style"
Put one in

Nigga, come on, nigga, yeah
Take it to the house
Yeah, yeah, yeah Dub C, 40 Widah
D-Shot

I know ya in the movies and ya pager's goin' off
You got

entitlement
Had to live it before writing it
My shooter six seven but my Glock got forty-five in it
You ain't got tints on your shit then you better ride with

I've been worried about my son and his damn health
My babies breathing more important than some damn wealth
I've been winning against the world by my

Mississippi

Joseph "Afroman" Foreman

Because I Got High

2000

know what I'm sayin)
To Mississippi
(I got my Greyhound ticket right here man
I'm fittin to go back and kick it with my family cuz)
Please take me

head shout
When I try say shit
Nothing comes out
So I'll stay locked up high in my house
Guns clocked up
One eye on that mouse
Cops rocked up mom

a miracle
For MC's fall to the fallacy
Here's my rhyme policy
Acknowledge me
I keep the high quantity plus quality
Equal make you see the sequel
Defiant

like I've been starving my whole life and in nearly 40 years I haven't eaten
But better believe that all that stops right here, cause guarantee that

road 
In the streets watch your back bone
40 Cal by my hip bone 
Play smart don't move wrong
The love to see when you not winning 
Real niggaz do not

Fuckin Wit a Psycho

X-Raided

Psycho Active

[Verse 1]
I had a vision of a murder
X-Raided sitting in a house with a 9 in my hand and a joint in my mouth
Straight fucking with that sisqo, it

Don't need nobody to come in between
I need a shorty to lift up my dreams
Yeah yeah
We gonna get that shit by any means
Too many pockets is full in my

and
Fucking them crazy hoes now
Brother black is back showing em all no mercy
One verse you'll here the hearse like…tec
(when ya heard me) the game is in affect

Good For It

Nav

NAV

2017

white hair
I dumped that bitch, sold her a dream, I gave her nightmares
They talkin' shit from far away, my .40 right here
Shooter shoot like Steve

go over there
I wanna stay right here anyway
That city is alright 
This city is even better
This house is great 
That house is really awesome
But my

old enough
Put your lil sister on the
Pole 'cause she cold enough
Got another sale
Forty more just ain't gon' hold you up
Since Unky them got set up in

the police 
My nerves they start erk 
Buss first, for they get me
Too much blood spilt in the streets 
By niggas minding they business 
While he was walking