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Fuck on
Fuck on
30-30s with thirties, thirty niggas, we dirty
I got my shooters they shootin', we show them niggas no mercy
From the pot

range on the scene, call me Tommy making green
Yeah I'm eating good cuisine
 
Yeah, yeah
Crows be flying high at noon
They see me over head
They don't

Griselda, by Fashion Rebels yeah
Reject, nigga griselda

Fuck your chain and your watch
With diamonds inside the bezel
Fuck your favorite rapper, I

your through
Nigga look too hard for smoke you get found by the tool
Oh, yea butchu' knew
Sip, red til I'm blue
Getting, head in the coop
On the block,

(K)
Thotiana wan f*ck right now but I’m missing that beat like blue face
B22’s or the boogs got a new shape
Bros got pots but they're more like bouquets

We smoke dope for breakfast cereal bowls full of pressure blue hunnid dollar bills and pills sticks and glocks before five o'clock hit ya block shake

Takem Back

Boosie Badazz

Out My Feelings (In My Past)

2016

a lil rap name, got a lil head start
Chrome tucked, all chromed up
Remember fuckin' all tha juveniles, who remember that?
Kangol was tha winter hat
Me

Watch My Shoes

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

a lot more shit
Than you could ever fathom
A big-head nigga
Couldn't even imagine
The shit I do
Most doers never done
I'ma fuck this beat
Ya bitch,

vehicle sinking in a pot hole
We rolling still

Let's go

Lighting the basil
Green by the case
Load I’m coping (Hagen)
Steady pacing
See these signs
I’m

Head to my dealer BreezyDre nobody realer
I'm not a killer but don't push me I a kill ya
Red up on his white and blue T-shirt, Tommy Hilfiger
I'm

the cops getting dropped by the gun shot
Usta come but he's done, now we run the block
To my brothers stay strong keep yah heads up
They know we fed up
But

glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'

Verbal Intercourse

Nas

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx

1995

glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'

you frightening 'cause baby girl
Look, I'm ordered by the lord's steps
My cologne's like the lord's breath
The drum on that tommy gun
Like a constant

Flame might need
Tito Puente with the candy top
Fuck around, make the Latinas pop (Hm-m)
It's a new world order (Hm-m)
Never had my head on my shoulders

hit, it wont miss
Yeah
Imma keep me a k, fuck a kiss
K
Imma shoot by myself no assist
Bow
Imma knock off his head with the chrome
Chrome
After night you

Triple Beam Dreams

Nas

Rich Forever

2012

white as Tommy Hilfiger
Ralph Lauren Blue Label as I'm gettin' high
Triple dream dreamin' as the cream multiples
Fuck boy, talkin' out of turn nigga

don't have a job by the time you're 30. 

I smoked pot. I carry, I smoke pot. Oh yeah. Now I don't. I take gummies to wind down because you see I'm amped

Since birth they counted me out 
I geuss they cant count to something I'll amount blue faces I thumb losses I never count   
Cus it's really a gain

finesse now they curious bout' the cake
I'm wit Seth and them by the lakes
I'm Dave Chapelle I took a break but now
I'm back up on bully niggas cappin' I'm

a snitch boy you niggaz not street
Stretch out the dope turn a one to a two
I feel like a witch in the pot how I brew
No this ain't fiction, I'm telling

good got her thinkin bout marriage
I had to give that bitch somethin to cherish
Ice, Bugs Bunny I got the carats
Dope in the pot spin around like

ain't nothing like a mascot
Have revival in a trap spot
Life was harder than a crack pot
I prayed first who an ask not
Than rapped next like an ascot

the dick
Blonde white shawty, Tomi Lauren want a fix
Tommy Hilfiger with a tommy by the hip
Heart so black nigga I don’t give a shit, I’m a sick fuck tie