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dont give a fuck about your rank lil nigga
I dont give a fuck about no face card
This shit like a graveyard
He got hit by that drac lil nigga
My shooter

a nusiance and he'd put an end to that
By day he fights with money, good looks connections
They don't know he the muscle beyond their true protection
He's

6 Foot 7 Foot [Originally Performed by Lil Wayne Feat. Cory Gunz]

DJ Cover This

6 Foot 7 Foot

2011

pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood,

Bruce Wayne, gotta match the money
Get out my face fo’ you get displaced
Hopped out my feelings then hopped in a Wraith
I turn the fuck up like a rockstar

sell this shit by myself, I make a lil trip to the East and she f*****
And say she gon leave ion cuff it
So ion be buyin that shit and she bluffing
Three

town
The choppa gone sang shootas love the gun sound
Cuban sink just a lil bit of water
We ball OT we got em cross the boarder

Got my money in order
I

Did her like Lil Wayne
Made her bedrock
Catch him lacking when he riding
Shoot up the car
She know my future bright
She said she want a star
Popped

lil boy got lined by lames
In that V I'm switching lanes
Knock with switch gon' hit his brain
All blacked out whip just like Bruce Wayne, yuh
Spun that

to get fix, how to get mix
'09 Wop, I was tryna go Wayne
Took a little half, tryna find my brain
One million, two million, what am I saying?
Quarter

Jump Off [Remix]

Mobb Deep

Grind

2003

before the hive let the pump off
In the graveyard is where you get dumped off
All we wanna do is party (Woo!)
And buy everybody at the bar Bacardi

swear they love me, tryna act on me
Remember all them jokes they would crack on me
See me gettin' a lil' money, now they all on me
But they wasn't even

sheets so I move cautious
We dying every week, by the police, and I ain't off it
I be moving smart so Ma don't see me ina coffin
Money come and go, I go

got that
Bruce wayne on me im the batman
Sack on sack off im the sackman
Need a tissue for my neck its got a cold
Making money all day everydays getting

the bleachers waitin' for a feature
People watch me move I should become a teacher
Like lil Wayne wit succsess can't dick pleasers
Niggas brag bout doe but my

everybody wanna rap a pam pam
Dem dey call me Lil Wayne call me young money
Cuz I dey for black buddy black buddy
Anytime I look at my life I want to cry

Raised by the internet
Life: money, cars, clothes, hoes incorrect
Yeah, eyes closed, intellect
My generation never die, it's a bet
Raised by

Scream & Shout

Diddy

Scream & Shout

2012

I'm stackin' paper
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin' with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flocka Flame, Lil

can't keep making fire, I never pass the torch (yeah)
Lil' Bruce Wayne, I'm so special with it
Beyond your reach tryna big up all these Terry McGinnis'

sing, ain't have a thing, ain't wanna ask my mama, I used to rob
They used to tell me, "Lil' boy, get a job", still the same, on the sofa and I used

around in the city in the fin fin
Nobody outdoing my team imma said it agian
Given out the green light to go
You niggas yellen out yellow
Passen by on my

around in the city in the fin fin
Nobody outdoing my team imma said it agian
Given out the green light to go
You niggas yellen out yellow
Passen by on my

bitch tryna set me up
Kill her and her friend
Lil stupid muthafucka got set up by his mans
Like lil Wayne said
I don't fuck with these niggas, too old for

of course he lyin'
Over three hundred thousand Americans done died
Lil Wayne and Lil Pump jumped on Trump dick
Now look, now they look stupid for doin'

Wake up early morning I'm choosing the violence
Rather use the .45 on me than kill them with kindness
Dirty money all up in these jeans but I keep