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The Militia

Gang Starr

Belly

1998

City light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with

I'm a loser like that boy that don't win
Seem to me life ain't nothing but sin
Gotta rob still and kill to survive
That's why I'm wondering why I'm

Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My

with me

[Lil Jon]
If you fucking with me, you better get your ass out there
And make that motherfucking money
Rain, sleet or snow
Rob, steal and kill

got some racks
Ain’t nothing funny I feel like the man
Why would I be jealous if I got a bag
I told all my lil niggas that I got they back
Spending so

bitches around me wanna bite, wanna bite
All the competition wanna fight, wanna fight
All the competition wanna fight, wanna fight
They be acting jealous

Yeah, it’s juke, deuce ace
Gang
Yeah, yeah, aye
Bitch I’m a dog just like look at my face
This all designer that’s hugging my waist
Lil bitch can’t

Yeah, it’s juke, deuce ace
Gang
Yeah, yeah, aye

Bitch I’m a dog just like look at my face
This all designer that’s hugging my waist
Lil bitch can’t

Found the baddest lil mama
That my eyes have ever seen
She said put it where you want it
I said how about your spleen
She keep telling me she love me

a nine on me
Right by the side of me
My niggas ride for me
These bitches lie to me
Are you gone slide or no
Do my lil time or no
Tell me it's real
Tell me

to just act up
My right hand big six, got my bait back up
Niggaz lookin' all jealous, lookin' mad as hell
Actin' like lil' girls, like tattle-tales
Mad

the projects
Please don't make me catch a body
Please don't make me catch a body
All white, Yo Gotti
I heard some niggas was tryna rob me
Please don't make me

alone cause the squad ain't made no punk
Don't try to rob no robber or hit no hitter telling you right now dawg
I ain't going for nothin
Mmm hmm cause

never copy Ye
Got a lul reason to be cocky na

Same bbitches used to try block me
Jealous now tryna cock me block me
Same niggas used to wan rob me
Askin

love all of my brothers we gon jugg and rob (ba ba)
My life been going downhill thats why I just look to god (I pray)
Said why these bitches gotta go

gang 
Or run some shit over
Blrrrd, yeah

Ayy
Kutthroat business, lil' dog, get your throat slit 
My nigga went flodgin', he don't think that I

sentence, I got 'em mad as fuck (yeah)
This for my bros in the chain gang, I'm 'bout to pipe it up
Ayy, free Cold World Tay, tell Lil Pokie that it's up

I'm ready to fire on all my opps, let a nigga tempt me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die, I bet lil' Jon goin' down in history
'Cause I've been

LOVE THAT K SOUND , TRAUMATIZED BY ALL THIS SHIT SO I WONT PLAY ROUND , BRING YA LIL
BITCH SOMEWHERE AND HIT HER FACE DOWN , SHOOTA WIT ME CLUTCHING MAKE

lil shit for a minute 
When I first hit the club 
They didn't know who I was 
Now I peep all them boys in my mentions
If they throw me some racks imma

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

keep a stop in the Birkin
Lil' mama hold me down when I'm workin
Lil' mama only, lil' mama on purse
She only want me, so don't even try

I can tell by

Big Bank

Kodak Black

Lil Big Pac

2016

can't understand these bitches, they so damn messy
I want to motivate them niggas but I got 'em jealous
Lil nigga I got big racks
I be flexing,

hats
And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck