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YNS

Y.G.

YNS

2017

the spot, go buy a watch
Young nigga shit, we all we got (4 Hunnid)
Buy a drop, whip it then rock, stash the dope
White in my sock, I hope my ex get hit by

how my dick taste
Yeah, Thought he was real, turn out he pussy, he got a sex change, yeah

Ten pints, I need drank, I need percs, I can't think
Used

on your brain
But I'm speaking my mind, that's when I'm born again
And I lean to the side and pour out a lil' drank
'Cause we deep as the mob, so let

the rappin
Bitches fake they gon cap with they ass and tits
Got it on my own, swear i ain't i ask for shit
Fuck a handout cuz i'm takin shit
Fuck that lil girl

Hey, hey
Hey, hey, yea yeah
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun, you gon' be first, lil' nigga
Finger on the trigger, don't

True Loyalty

50 Cent

The New Breed [DVD & CD] [Clean]

2003

Unh, yeah
I like the way this feel right here
Yo turn me up in the head phones just a lil' bit
Yeah

There ain't shit in this world deeper than

Yo clippers aint sharp enough
You cant fade us
We'll cross a niggah
Rob davis

I stay with my G-lock like im from chi
But im from L.A. the land

I got these lil niggas mad
Pop out the cut with the 40, no Mac
Rob a lil nigga for them bands?
Extra clips on me nigga, I ain't going out bad
Nigga

Like cake batter by any means, son
We make your face splatter word life
I never understood the broke type
Thinkin' back then when I hustled
My first

mack it with this Glizzy with my right hand
If we ain't walking through the back, then we won't go in
'Cause if there's problems, my lil' brother snuck

that hoe, she a lil moody
I'm by myself, I need the bag
Fuckin' that hoe, tellin' that bitch
Turn on the toolie

I blew me a bag, I'm so cool
These

I remember days in my county blues
Now we ballin' on em like I play for Duke
Ballin' on these niggas like Syracuse
Try and rob me, you gone make

Let's Get It

Red Bandit

Straight Ghetto Remixes

2002

Soprano, Rob Marciano
Flow in e'ry channel with the Iverson handle
Forty-five sparks turn your day gray flannel
Snatch the yay of the mantle, then proceed

I don't fuck with that lil man go and think them down
Slicc by my side we don't slip we slide no cap don't test my town
My boy he the prince so I be

or die 

Who on my side on my side now who go ride 
This rob vs rari niggas better pick a side 
Im with the gang and we ain't lacking we go slide 
You got

I do me don't do no flagging
If she bad then I might bag her
Turn me up, turn my swag up
If you see prolly look happy cuz a lil nigga got mad bucks

rob 'em
Aaaaaaaaayye
I fell in love with this money and Violence 
Aaaaaaaaayye
Strap by my side, who the fuck want Them problems

Whip
In the kitchen

live by the code never switch on my guys
You pop you a pill to go rob a guy ,
I scoop up my brother and go hitta house
Look
I do not need me no pills

hunnid blues on it (fah, fah, fah, fah)
I broke off the whole gang a lil' change, see what the love like
I'm the type put my partner back in brains, make

to spank me (mama)
My youngster shot somebody up, guess they made him angry
Two dead men right by the garbage, guess we done left 'em stankin' (yeah)

Bibby Frank, why they tried to rob ya?
I got a job for you, meet me in the lobby

Take my card
Trapspots, I got trapspots (I got trapspots)
Turn

of the day calling me sayin it's been a lil minute
Choppa gone speak fo me all I'm say
Won't turn down the burner til your ass finished
Thought dat hoe Rob by

U Don't Know [Remix]

M.O.P.

The Blueprint²: The Gift & the Curse

2002

learned to grip pistols in BK

Turn my music high, high, high, high-er

Mo' fire, more Rocawear attire
Mo' money, mo' murder now that M.O.P.'s hired

Black Tee

Bun B

Trap House

2005

[Chorus: Gucci Mane (Lil Scrappy): x2]
I rob in my black tee
Hit licks in my black tee
All in ya house searching for bricks in my black tee (Crank