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just be giving them hell.
Not drake'n but i hear the bells
They moving but slower then snails
I'm moving like 21 dunk like Joel
You niggas switch up so

Hear me, shatter beats like savage beast

You shut up
You shut up!
I don't like you, right now, because you're fucking stupid

Aiming at they neck I

songs but fucking hell, man, I can't!
Try to prolong my dead career but I'm so god damn fucking damned, and
Got no cash and no friends, man, I swear

Woof!

Snoop Dogg

Screw You 1

1999

the drama like a punk, but your fucking somebody
Whut Lodi Dodi, send a duce up in dey coupe
But after a hard eight
Snoop and his soldiers gonna make ya

Woof!

Snoop Dogg

The Game Is to Be Sold Not to Be Told

1998

the drama like a punk, but your fucking somebody
Whut Lodi Dodi, send a duce up in dey coupe
But after a hard eight
Snoop and his soldiers gonna make ya

You know shawty seeing red he gon get out his mind when he touch that baby drac
I just hit a jug and broke bread wit the bros lil nigga if ya cant break

bitches all plated tryna huddle in
Hell no nigga, I won't ever fall in love again
Bankroll only fucking thing I'm tryna cuddle with
A biddie number saved

telling me it all love
An you knowing that you fuck up
Ya that shit right there it fuck my trust up
I'm keep running up this money man these nigga got me

you don’t know it by now, you know I how I fucking rap
If that nigga hating, come tell that nigga check me
He ain't go'ne do shit bitch please don't

Lotta rappers not hard as me, I spit like it's my first oral
I'd like to take this time to say
I never fucked Wayne I never fucked Drake
But a hundred K

my foes (Killing em', ooo)
Cutting their toes (Chop-chop, ooo)
Fucking no hoes (Ah, yuck)
Die by the code (Ah, ooo)
All of y'all soft like a pancake

to my left and smoked a J to my right
Now I'm as high as a fucking kite, but
Understand that I'm hear to speak the truth
About the Eau Claire life

Andamos all right, te presto el style,
Iman de solteras, me siento Lunay.

Rompimos expectativas, yah,
Ya no hay quien pare, no, nuestra bendita movida,

covered
Rattle what's left of your skeletal structure
I'm one hell of a sucker-blood-puncher
Won't rest till I slaughter all of ya
Hit the jets, I'm comin'

you're standing on, spread ya wings, fly go getter
Git your life right, git ya bread
Make'em put respek on ya name, or you come for they head
But hold up,

fronted and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Beat up by fucking crew
A real nigga since you figure
That you ready to box
You catch knots from my

Christmas time in the city I always bless my committee
Paper bag what's in it? A Ruger, doja, or pendants?
I'm beloved by every soul in my set

Sarcophagus

Ramirez

G.R.E.Y.G.O.D.S.

2015

Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Point me

out your dick in front of Sass
He'll rip that shit right off!  Now you're fucking bummed
What are you doing..no, no no
Don't make him suck your chode!

me bring it to ya door like a fucking welcome mat
just tell me that my damn flow so on fire make Hell come back
Bring Elvis back and that's a fact how

Saw an opp by a cop but I still hit that lick
But I still hit the switch
But I still hit your bitch
Laugh now cry later got the drake on my hip
Got

dream chased
Wasn't he your fav
Now you wanna Meek Drake
Married onto the net
No bread but wanna eat cake
It's bad enough people battling poverty rates

Standing right in the landing site
Popping shots off at anybody rambling by

I'm in the zone, looking for a spot to hide
When I was sniped by a guy

you safe
I'm feeling out of place
Stars in the ceiling might help a nigga recuperate
I'm fiending
Cause I need this shit like right now
I ain't dimming