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I want 
Cuhs I'm really the man 
Go Reydagoon 
You get to the bands 
Don't worry bout niggas 
You know that they fans 
Ain't counting no sacks
Ain't

sit by the window
You don’t know bout the shit I then been through
VVS make me feel like a igloo
Type of shit you be cappin you into
40 pop at his face

and it's self evident
I don't give a fuck about a bitch impenitent
Wanted by the state and
The safe houses been raided
51 50 PTSD
Never signing no treaty

Hold On

50 Cent

Money Mafia, Vol. 8

2014

the way to the projects
Real niggas, we don't fuck around with the nonsense
Murder one shit, that's how it get, motherfucker what?

I put the fifth

but with my heat, I gotta better degree, we don't equate cause this lattitude 
You know the drill, I torque to much 
no ones gotta pull like this like

take forty-nine more fifty cent 
But many men wishing death came with 21 questions
I'm naked
When you get here knock I'm not decent 
But I descend right

Back In 95

Gucci Mane

Trap Back

2012

give credit that's how a nigga get killed
And if you got a tilt ya car get peelt
17 going to da 559
Like a blind man I don't see know lines
Thirteen

15 cents
Ya I got some problems
Everybody knows
put it in my songs bout how I put it up my nose
Take me how you want me
I don't care how it goes
live

paper and
Then I go get some mo'
Fuck nigga what you talkin' bout
We don't talk it out
We yellow tape and white chalk it out
Live everyday like a home run

he got out of class
Ran him for his loot, beat him with that pistol
I don't give a fuck, I'll blow it like an official
Niggas out here talking' out

(Kyea) , fuck these suckers (BasedGod
BasedGod)
And I'ma tell ya (Ah) , fuck these busters
I got that scope wit' the long range
With fifty
I'ma show you

don't feel Nothin
When I'm by lonely I be workin
Baby I know it's Hurtin
Cause what we had that was real Love
Now everytime around you I be Nervous
I see

State Vs Kirk Jones

The Guess Who

Black Trash: The Autobiography of Kirk Jones

2000

Kirk cold blooded killer wit no burner on him 
Come on you don't believe he murdered Tyrone 
I believe you wasn't there you just heard it by phone

Yeah  yeah uhhuh uhhuh uhhuh ooh, Lotto cain
I grew up with role models Turned five cents to four dollars
Swing my door like Gucci J's done Damn near

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Thanks Yakree)
I think these niggas know
(Timmy Da HitMan)
Bitch, and if you don't, you better know, huh

My mama put

yeah
Pull up with blades, yeah,
you know we gon' blaze , yeah
Came with the flames, I came with the flames
I won't say no names, I don't wanna talk about

don't be fucking with Anivia
Scrambled by this egg, getting graphic like NVIDIA
Yeah I'll freeze you in your tracks
Put the wings up when I blast em
Leave

(custom)
Dapper Dan I fucks with, got Gucci on my buttons (hard) 
No discussions out in public, only private
Stumblin' on a jet, drunk, don't really trust

I don't give a fuck
No one feels you
I don't believe no one, no
I don't give a fuck
You stab me in the back
I don't get it no more
I don't give

I don't care what you think of me coz
You don't pay my shit, not a cent so
It don't phase me when you get salty
Drink glass of wine then I'm fine

niggas fuck with real niggas
Yea I mean… ha
I ain't know if you knew, i just needed to tell you chile
Let me stop
I don't want that fuck boy either
Ass

can't even waste my time with you
Told a broke ass hoe can you kindly move
Don't really fuck with these niggas but we kind of cool
You know I won't

gonna die, and it made me more content with the idea of death

The world we operate in-
You know what I'm saying, like
I don't know what you're saying
You

The beholder of the cross, will forever be labeled unworthy
Can you see why I'm mad?
Demons in the night, fucking with my mind yeah
People tell me