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lil' boys 
I was bustin' 7'6'2's 
when you was playin' with toys 
[Transformers sample, followed by insane laughter] 
G.I Joe, motherfucka you like

Broke

Juvenile

Broke

2019

broke
You ain't got no money, bitch, you (Rich Gang)

Hah, you understand me?
I ain't been broke since I was born, nigga
By the time I was 12, I had

Haha. That RBL niggaz. Mr. C-Note, C-Note

*(Chorus- Iyesha Johnson)*

No one's gonna lace you, like I do
I get around babe, no one can lace you

it called
The bag Is up

It Go
1-800 Fuck a nigga
Who's going to hate on me
Mr. Malcolm X
We ain't going to play it
If you play with me
Lil bro Hit me

Pushing weights that you ain't never seen
Mrs Charles to you niggas
My fingers create a murder scene

I hold my legs up for him while he push inside of me

the sunny days look at the weather
We take off like birds but we're losing our feathers
I fall by my guys then we're falling together
Enough with the deep

gone tackle em
That nigga ain’t who he tryna be he a character
I leave a opp nigga ceased we gone parish em
I’m by myself you won’t catch me no where wit

Dam she told me I would need her uuuh
Summa cum laude she was raised by a preacher yeah
Told me how he violated touched how he beat her uuuhh
If its him

me up
I'm going in on they ass

Sorry that I'm late
I'm Mr. Life of the Party
Blunt fucking lit
Shit let's gone get started
And yea I hit them beats

they was wack
You ain't trained just yet
But I was down to get the paper
Like um hittin' a lick

By any means I'mma make it
Fuck the world was my shit
It

ain't dapping, I ain't Giving the
Pound You just need a couple dollars, get your
Shit off the ground Ayy, doing Business but I rap for a hobby
I got lil

Bang It Out

Papoose

Already A Legend

2007

travel the ground
I watch from the balcony, this is a busy town
I kinda like Miami, I might lock it down

My girl with me, she cook better than Mr. Chows

And Milo began to play

I remember back in school didn't care, was a fool
Fell asleep in every class, waxing cool
7 years pass by in spite

Smokedope and Rap Live [Live]

Andre Nickatina

These R the Tales

2000

a clucker
But I'm not a clucker I'm a dodger and a ducker
Come a lil closer I'm a show you I'm a punch ya
And if I can't beat you get my gun and I'm a buck ya

America

Society

Book of Thugs: Chapter AK Verse 47

2000

'Posed to be
Land of the free
I don't see how
Count me in
Uh
America
Oh
America
Ha ha ha
America (America)
Sweet land of liberty y'all

on the grind a woman like you be on the mind

I'm tryin to past the time, we can drink some wine, make a lil love (ha ha)

A brother like me be handlin business,

pridetalk, raised to have a manwalk
But by who’s standards? I’m re learning life
Issues with trust prevent me to open up
But when I do open up my words tend

Aught you lil n****s how to double up
All in take that double and quadruple up
Now look all them n****s wanna hoop wit us
Same ones that was hatin

cheating ass 'bout to owe me hundred grand just for a hundred missing
I don't need to dis him, boy'a do it by his damn self
Fuck a button start when I wear

wrapped in
Plastic in a dump truck
Fuck, only built Diadoras
I pull up with a bitch
They thought it was Rita Ora
My lil' head buster keep
His tool ringing

the way I created fame out of folklore
And got bigger than Tom Hanks when he was playing by the Zoltar
I'm shinin' my light with the passion of Christ,

when you touch outta bounds it's best to toat the 50
Niggas getting wet up
I'm only getting wet up by the bitches in this telly
And I'm bringing

'm Mr. T now
Scratch off in this foreign
Watch how I get followed by dick chasers
They say my money fake, cause there ain't no way I got this much paper

I just made a oner, I ain’t done a thing
A lil favour for my bruddah
Errand for a king
So I made a little butter
A couple sides of mutton
Got it from