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he up at four by four, I'm tryin' to put shit on the floor
That jit a hoe, he talkin' bout up the scope, he never shot a pole

He talkin' bout four for

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Tryna get that

All the things that I always do
When I see you baby girl
I remember when I first saw you
The first time felt like candy girl
All that rush through my

I don't like to grow up
Might just light up four blunts
Think it's time to pour up
Feel the vibe in motion
I don't mind it
I won't fight it
I don't

the struggle out until that bitch give up
Understand Ima young nigga with ambition
Every time you see me I be on a mission
I wanna rack them millions I wanna

the thumping

Leave yo body Slumpin
Swolled up like a pumpkin
By the time they find you
In the bottom
Of that Mississippi river
Call on me
Im gone deliver
With

I ain't got no money time or the world
I just need me a pretty ole girl
One that's really crazy that would take you on a twirl
I ain't got no money

Top Drop

Paul Wall

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

tradition down in Texas
Roll Cadillac we don't fuck with no Lexus
Bitch by my side in my ride lookin' lovely
Pour up out the paint we ain't sippin' on no

Intelligent and strong yet considered a beast
That why guns are always drawn when encountered by police
You hate my existence and feel no shame
The original sin

Time to Elevate

One for the money, it's two for the show
Three for the shots that the cop let go
Four for my seeds as I watch them grow
Five point

That is the distance that lays waste
But we gotta do our jobs, like Samu up in the corp
Remember the time when Mr. Hussain left his slippers by the cops

You need to pay me
And I'm not about to put it on my story
I don fell like 3 times
Still alive by
(Mercy, mercy, mercy)
I'm one of them that made weird

At midnight dawn, by a graveyard ghost
Someone whistles, la-dee-doo, that's mysterious form
One, spin a opp block, hop out, make a nigga fall
Two,

straight
Burnouts in a closed space
Still blow the O's, but it's no vape
Homie album like a mixtape
Now he follow orders that I dictate
Chances are you gon'

don't do games, that's not on my plate
But it's still a landslide every time that I play
Must've lost ya damn mind, think you getting my pape
I ain't

you're not by my side but you're always on my mind 
I'd give everything can't move on can't leave you behind 

Been over 4 years and you're not here no

Boutta start to cut it off
I'm in the four by four what do you mean
Cannot be seen in the Louis Supreme
That's from the summer and we in the winter
I'm

Boutta start to cut it off
I'm in the four by four what do you mean
Cannot be seen in the Louis Supreme
That's from the summer and we in the winter
I'm

Ride Til' We Die

C-BO

'Til My Casket Drops

1998

Motivated by Mob-type tactics, I'll blow your block up 
???? sip to Cosby, out the game every time 
Me and the Mob Figgas'll do the dirt and choke the 9's

watching you

Sick militant flow, like a carbine
Explicit with the lyrics
Watch me blow like a time bomb
Soldier of fortune, no time for the outcome
SPC,

on me
You know it's a shame
I guess they scared of me 'cause now that I am around
Their money isn't the same
Did it with no favors had enough pull

What we gonna do right here is go back
Back into time
Back in the days when I was just a kid
I would dream that I was a star (Let's take a sec

girl, hmm, you don't seem to be like that
'Cause there's no need to chat, for there'll be plenty time for that
From the subway to my home
Endless

Ghetto Child

Master P

Unpredictable

1997

scared to plant my seeds, fear of high's gonna grow
Living in a messed up time, a messed up court
I'm telling ya, you can't do shit no more!
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