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Basically eternally resting
So abide by the code of the streets
If ya got a bitch better keep her on a leash
'Cuz Lil' Fate gonna

in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do

(Woah)
Real high, ricko
Match my Ricks with Sicko (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dead heart, by my wrist though
Bust down cost a brick, hoe (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fancy

It ain't safe, my boys don't play

They take off your face for lil Tre
He wasn't usin' his head, now his brain by his waist
A mind a terrible thing

with my high beams on switching lanes
Crackers tried to pull me they got caught up by the train
I told my momma I cant get caught up in fame
Told my Lil

you got
Them daisy dukes are like nukes
And you blowin' up the spot
Lil rob was right man
I'm feelin' the vibes
Ain't nothin' like these summer nights

Tumble out of bed, dizzy in the head
Seemed a little upset, when you came home alone
Mumble a reply, followed by a lie
Then I wonder why, as if I've

Niggas gone be hating
When I split the pie
Give you 3.14
When you pay for 3.5
Blazing pressure
You can tell by the red in my eyes I be high
She call me

Here's a lil story about how my family works
If I start sayin names I'm goin in the dirt
So I don't really care if you think this isn't true
Say you

lil dudes they kinda seem real cool
One name brian one named and rob and kenye too
Can't forget juan two years later damond
Making money making videos

all the blood sweat and tears, (im still here) (im still here)
yes i am

i smoke weed to get me by, why lie
i smoke weed to get me high, so high
primed

Go 2 Sleep

Three 6 Mafia

Word of Mouf

2001

this what it's 'bout
We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin' mouth
We Memphis niggas

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe,

Go 2 Sleep

Ludacris

Word of Mouf [Clean]

2001

this what it's 'bout
We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin' mouth
We Memphis niggas

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe,

forget her
Lil O a blow boy my granny say stay from 'round that nigga
That nigga be tripping (tripping)
He'll rob you right out of your sneakers (gimme

on the check list shit I got this
I don't go for the bullshit they wit nonsense
In a room full a people the mindset of goblin
Flashin too much they gon rob you

that
You was not like that in high school
My niggas pull up, make a nigga get ghost
Every time my niggas ride by you
Been balling since a jit Caillou

(Et cetera)
(I done went timid, send high hope)
(High hope)
I been pulling up peppermint fresh, went cherry 14's my toe
I been throwing back

to pop it nigga I'd be wrong
Lil' boy you a bitch
Mane yo' pussy showin'
I hid all the crack with the silicone
If you talk to police you
Can't come to my

The Problem Is...

Murs

Fornever

2010

self
In a world that's consumed by greed and wealth
It's a dog-eat-dog and we cannibals for capital
The will to survive in an animal is natural
But

with no mileage (uh)
While you walk the street until your feet get calloused
Take you on a natural high (uh), like a pilot (uh huh)
It be all good,

the pussy to a monsoon 
My goons pull up playing my tunes 
High noon drive by let the 9 boom 
Flo hot like the summer nigga im june 
Hurricane swain stronger

I been lookin for shorty where she at tho 
Bad lil jawn bout her bank roll 
Buss it for a nigga if I say so 
Only one for me where she at tho 

Where

I hit, then it's ballistics
Be clockin math she got a grip of that arithmetic
Natural high She come around and I get lifted
Ain't hard to tell how she

the bullshit from by me
Know Heeme mob with them killers behind me
Lil nigga don't make me start giving assignments
Got that bitch wet like Dasani
She wanna come