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On fais les wés chaps chaps et ça ça ne date pas d'hier
Sur route du succès, j'saute les barrières
On m'arrêtera pas on peut parier
Opps c'est des

locked up real young
He had some coke in his shoe
I go back to my roots and puff the jay like juicy
I come to rock the bells cause I’m LL no cool J
My

Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal

Chillin' in the back woods, woah, woah, oh, oh, oh

D Thrash here on the mic
Gonna tell ya little somethin'
Bout a place I like
Yeah, we grew up in

This rhyme
Was inspired by six-nine
So when you getting money
Just know you can get time
And don't ask kids
For vocals and ad-libs
If you tryna build

Came to see a show, came to see a show

Shorty in her prime, Amazon
Poppin' on stage like its Bamadon
And she gettin' real nasty when the cameras on
Plus

crude or rude i'm just real sincere;
there's no time to worry about your fellings here.
here here's some boots here here's some gear;
you didnt wanna be

love to the fam and the gang
Hold up
To be real erybody is the same
Hold up
M$ney Boyz ima put it on a chain
Hold up
If you owe me I don't wanna hear you

not as innocent it thought
Stay loyal, loyalty set off on something
Won by those who haters
The fucking order that real ones lost
Make a meal of
For

Coming through like da dudley boyz come catch a 3D
Diamonds in my ears
Straight shining shit VVS
.30 on my lap but she grabbing on my pp
Bighead bigger ass

"120" Lyrics By Black Neldy

Intro

Yeeeeaaa! 
Palm Beach is back nigga... (Huh)
Mr. Punchline is back nigga... (Huh)
Project Boyz, Si'l Pa Bèl Nou

sure I don't meet with the feds
Dangerous moves I cant miss any step
It's a landmine blowin up 
Skate on you like it's a drive by 
Lagga!!    
Don't make

I go by Cola fuckin D flip it around you know the name and that's on gang bitch
They got Cola in this bitch, Go off, Go Off
They done shook

the D.T dance 
綠色真露 we wavy we relax 

boys choirs, wildstyle ,
ysl jeans on the bitch, wu wu hooo
i just ski ski 

周圍係魔鬼 魔鬼係我周圍 
we Boyz n da Hood 口袋兩部手提

Treat it like a Doc, by some real G'z
Win City Boyz, dawg, this so easy, does it
Gold watch on my wrist
Gold chain on my neck
I get M.O.N.E.Y and respect

boy
So I'm a mack boy, bag boy, facts boy
Though you had it all but I'm back boy, jackboy
Hate'll turn a real one to a tabloid, mad boys
But I'm coming

boyz shoot the gas Imma have to un-lead it

I just be chilling I'm cool on the plexing
I'd rather see my people flexing together
Rather put on for

still die ( I lie for you)

I nor fit kill myself by myself 

Pass me the kpo 

Give me the shayo make I high (I swear)

I soak garri with pain 

I eat

his head
bogus as counterfit money my police nigga did hunta
dropping dimes is his hobby now I want his ho I hit

[Juicy J]
I used to ride with

money j'fais mes racks et on y va real soon
All my life, baby all my life
Baby c'est crazy j'en oublie ma money yeah
J'en ai marre d'aller à toutes c'est

You know?
Shit
Ils m'ont salit mais j'suis chill
A la fin c'est eux qui perdent
Malgré tout I keep it real
Eux ils fake nine times outta ten
En vrai

Yeah
(J-J-J-J-B, yeah, whoa oh, whoa no)

Now I can see it girl You ain't gotta say nothing
Your lips are calling me Like they wanna do something

before you diss guys
(disguise)
It's really got me livid and you seem fickle
Somebody pushing up your bottom
You a cream cicle
You the type of dude I'd

shine)
These diamonds from my ancestors
(From my ancestors)
Yeah, she give good brain
I know she real clever
(Know she real clever)
Yeah, still fucking