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tellin' all of my partners, "It ain't no scam"
Even when I got jammed up, I told the lady cop, "Yes, ma'am"
And I just had a court case, why you judgin'

wingspan
Channeling for cold but know I'm shipment up to Hillman
Call a scholar man to the wisdom as kid I sudance
Smitten by the bite of such forbiddens set

shoot a clip just like I Carly

Ion fw 12 so I'm toutin on that Mac 11
Said he too fly give him wings sent his ass to heaven
Hardest up in Texas still

get Chanel
No one there to catch me for the times that I have fell
Knowing that you need my help, I can't even feel myself
Drugs and alcohol are

to come on this beat that was made just by me
Body it like the tree
Ain't no contest for free
Hunnit K what I need
For a beat it's a fee
Need the racks for

to all my lessons
Now it's the team singing ballads, JSK no discretion
All this green I'm a salad, just look at how I'm dressing

Oh wait, I'ma pull up

That voice been ringing bells like we going out for recess
Listened to myself, no surprise I found my weakness
Treating every day like its just

Woah!
Fly to the moon, pulling up know that I come with the goons (Hey)
I'm fighting the blue, and when I lose myself I'm thinking of you (Woah)
I

A hurricane of emotions, explosive
The one that was chosen
I gotta stay golden
Hoping for noches of dopest relojes
No steps back, I ain't sleepin'

going up show me some payments
Said I need to drop songs like every other week
Even the coldest goats needed to get some beauty sleep
Y’all gone fix y’all

Texas Ranger with a blicky let it sang
Why all these pussy Niggas wanna speak up on my name
If you not GGA or YFN then you not gang
I call Pound and I

and swallow, drink up, every last drop down to the bottle
It's a synagogue in my 'partment, after that she gon' pray to my partna
And I got a dime on me (dime

need a reason
Run up the bag got me dripping all seasons
Blue hundreds on me got your bitch geekin
Don't crave a bitch but for money I'm feigning
I do

me they in love
I don't really got no time for these boys
I might take em, i might break em
Like a toy
They give me something to enjoy but that's just

smash the game with my fists up
Wanna link up raise the fees up
Like Heisenberg with a beaker
I break bad no need for pictures
Use words to make the game

Woke up saw a pretty face
It was you, here at my place
We saw the city skyline
No clouds, just pretty sunshine
Laid down by the riverside
Looking up

(yeah)
They got- gassed up, 'bout assassin
'Til he heard our ting slapping (brr)
No one in- can level my badness
You can't be talking 'bout my block

me Papi)
Fuck a Bentley, bitch, I want me a Masi'
(Want me a Masi')
Blowin' up, I'm super saiyan, no kamikaze
(Yuh)
And bitch, I'm trill just like

blue like a crip
No rollie on my wrist, on my wrist
Gold chain, white tee for the fit
I slide through in that brand new shit
I don't know dude, nigga, we

up like it's Tetris
And she think as a fuck, but she ain't from Texas
And she want me to fuck, and she mad I ain't stressing

And I'm on the lettuce,

of water
You were the one who would reel me up
Steam me up
In my own head I say shut up
Use me for your content
Your conversation
Minus B
Temp marks
On track

Blue Thunder

Molly Hatchet

Silent Reign of Heroes

1998

keepers of the street
Blue Thunder...The only number that ya need

Up to no good in the neighborhood
A broken chain of command
O'Hara snapped and got

Little Girls

Kool Keith

Sex Style

1997

hardcore..} (3X) 



[Kool Keith] 

Now your show's packed up, you're gassed up 

I'm there you're scared 

You just turned twat, looked away feelin

dont grind like this
You hoes is out of line
I aint want to throw them bows out
But nigga its the time
Muscle up harden your senses
No don't whine
No