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street every night
Run in yo place let it ring it's gone sing at yo mind
Dat mean you ain't got no head 
Try to run that shit hit da fan
He run up I'm

The Matrix
It ain't shit, they just call it a strange shift
Cold feet 'cause I'm on thin ice
It's alright besides the fact I want it all in one night
Like,

Won't give in, won't give out 
Basically pay for me i've been owed overdue since a scout
When the shit hits the fan it's gon' stink 
Heads are gonna role,

But y'all know that rapping and singing shit make hits (it do)
That's why y'all on that yeah!
Niggas is talking that bittersweet aggression
While

That's on me baby
That bitch cost one-fifty (How many you got?)
And I bought three baby (Damn)
You know what's goin' on
Stop textin' me baby
I'm

smoke if that shit ain’t exotic
My bitch a stallion like Megan you know she a hottie
My lil bitch thick with a body
Hit from the back I put dick in her

gotta big gun on me and it's not for defense
Shit get you cold
Shit get you dead
Shit get you hit
Yea na
No I ain't got time for the run around
Been up in

Down the Line Joint

Mark Curry

Life Story [Clean]

1999

to kill ya
I want y'all dues
Shit hit the fan
We going to be eatin' your food
Time up in the new, then torture
I rip a niggas toe nails off
What, I

Aye, Man I'm gucci'd up
Shout out dapper Dan
I'm in a 2 seater
Leather made by dapper Dan
She got 2 feet up
Her coochie dapper Dan
I just hit

ain't want it
Woke up in the morning with two bitches made a porn
I didn't do this shit all by myself I had a army
She a boss bitch she pulling up in

the dark night with a fat can like I'm Batman
Somersault, hit the wall and peace
Let me stop, let me back it up
Only boom bap shit, party after 'cause
I

down as they planned
I'm a threat now
shit hit the fan
I am Skola
They'll know who I am
These scars got me far
Like a lawyer
I passed the bar
Y'all

grandma side when shit might hit the fan
Gotta stick by grandma side, she gon do what she can
She taught me get it on my own nigga just fuck them friends
I

like Kareem
Back in days used to fuck with my team
Now I'm surrounded by fiends
You on that Molly
Oh Yea
Gotta turn to the max
I might hit from the back

spinning the station
Feel like I'm Dami, with no Reparations
And It's 'Slide music 3' nigga call me the Xanman
That pussy a Stan he be makin' dem Fancams
I

keeps

Eat by any means

Feed the time

That's how it suppose to b.

Envy niggas obsessed ,
fans all up on my D

Hide from the cameras when they flashing

napping won’t stop me
Don’t stop b
Be your last mistake if you mistook me
Songs like nerds I’m they bully
Imma steal this song lunch money
Talk shit get hit

Hands in the sky

Hands in the sky for your mans on the rise
One more time for the fans on the side
One pure rhyme for the feet on the ground
One

shots pop, you get your top hit (brr)
We doin' drive-bys, we listenin' to Pac shit (boom boom boom)
Hah, stay in your lane, bro, that's all we sayin'

WHEN HE FEAST
START AT YA FEET
AND SPIT OUT YA TEETH
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOIN' ON?
AND BY THE END YOU GON' KNOW THE SONG
SENSI STARR HOT LIKE A LOADED GUN

friend smoked, offered me a cigarette, 3rd grade
I said fuck no
That shit stuck with me
Teacher told me I would never be shit, I be like fuck you bitch

the back nigga
That’s commando (Okay!)
Got a bitch bad
Got these niggas so mad
Most of my old hoes turned fans tho (Okay!)
Lotta this shit ya can’t handle

dollars so I'm like
"Shit if I think about it
Two hunnid dollars really ain't shit!"
Hit Footlocker it's either Golden State
Or Raptors, ain't a fan but

Limit, they know we with the shits (L's)
Ain't God, don't forgive and don't forget (bitch)
When it's war, we mobbin', ten sticks (ayy)
Three whips, we