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Cause the streets aint where it is, foreal

(Rxnel Verse I)
Face gated I aint gotta tell ‘em
Who I is
Drive-by’s, look
We aint catching Ubers here
Aye…

earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon' learn
Pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in

Ronnie G, baby
(Tell me how I'm 25 and I'm an OG)
(Put 'em on blast like bazookas)
Ay you know what, you know what I don't think one time was enough

I Toast my wood up it’s full of pop tarts
I smoke lil cali it’s the greatest by far
I know niggas kill for that tech and wockhardt
While I be in da

it and glock and um cocking it gettin hot by da minute.
Soulja boy tell em I?m all about cheddar folk icey
new chevy same color as antelope.
I?m sick

jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can

I'm-I'm-I'm connected everywhere (that's the homie)

Everywhere I go all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I

Pray

Royce da 5'9"

Layers

2016

I'm seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges
It's like they're all targets, pray for them
Pray for everybody

Live

I been a
Soulja Boy
Yup in my
White T

Get a stain
Off in that bitch
I Buy a new pack
Next week

No Gucci Mane
But the lemonade
Make a Nigga squeeze

a good life
Reminiscin' how we took boy good life
You act right, I might put you on a good flight
It's a good night (gang, gang, gang, woo-hoo)
In L.A.

Bad Boys

Ghetts

Gang Signs & Prayer

2017

and that, what you talking about?
Come on, man, this is just lyrics, blud 
Easy, easy, aight, easy, easy
Talking that talk, I was a fucking bad boy in

Snitch

Akon

Second Round's on Me [Clean]

2006

with it, A? 
Whatcha gonna do? 
{Take em on back to the streets} 

Akon [Chorus]: 
I keep the 40 cal on my side 
Steppin with the mindstate

Soulja Boy Tell'em with a brand new mac eleven

N***a try me man I'm rockin' gucci sweaters

Louis on my head BLVD is getting money

N***az hatin' on me

Soulja Boy
Pulling up in my new toy
Shoot my shot, Brandon Roy
AND I
Cannot slow down my grind
I'm one of a kind
Tell me what's on your mind
This, is,

Snitch

Akon

The R&B Yearbook 2006 [Universal]

2006

with it, A? 
Whatcha gonna do? 
{Take em on back to the streets} 

Akon [Chorus]: 
I keep the 40 cal on my side 
Steppin with the mindstate

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

a soul you trust
Niggas fakin
They pray i fall off
Pray they
Die by disease
Bones achinn
I'm really gone catch him
And leave that boy faceless
Better be

Midwest Choppers

Tech N9ne

Misery Loves Kompany

2007

FLOW WITH MORE STRIFE
'cause the energy is the bomb
I can tell that you fascinated by the way we rhyme
And we flow like with the mo like
Mo strike

pray for small kinshatilowo

Like I said before ijowo lama Lowo
Mama tell me say this life nah story
My boy you will not die before your glory
I go

Snitch

Obie Trice

Second Round's on Me

2006

with it, A? 
Whatcha gonna do? 
{Take em on back to the streets} 

Akon [Chorus]: 
I keep the 40 cal on my side 
Steppin with the mindstate

offended
If that's your friend tell her to step in this my bredrin

Been in the dance since Soulja boy go and tell em
I'm a simple man I go with the first

Pray For Peace Lyrics

“I'll never forget your smile and your voice,
the grasp of your little hand
If only I could hold on forever-
Why did it come

I pray but I don't go to church
More time I had more faith in cunch
Her ass fat I can tell from the front
My pocket fat you can tell by the watch

convicted a felon I woke up
Accept em father has save me Im momma lil baby thats crazy

I see death I see life I see wrong I see right 
I see hood I see God