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the man now I'm alone so I don't trust nun
Yeah, yeah, no I don't trust nun
The soul 3, More about me

ain't raising no waps
They're toothless (Low, low, low, low)
We've got more than one on the who team
One or two slappers on the ride
Thats a groupie (Pow,

don't need no I.D
I get that money
Just know that that's me
Just blow
Ride with me and my clique
We getting blown
Steady stacking them chips
We getting

ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer

So You better pray to Christ
That I don't come back like Micheal myeres
With a butcher knife
And I'll butch ya life
I'm the butcher that just cooks

know it’s lust
No she can’t get cuffed
No she can’t get
Ones in the air if you know you’re a real one
Cos there ain’t that many
I died a million times

the shit that's plaguing their mind
They don't know that it's a stretch and a body don't lead to shine
But The people that's fuckin with me gon fuck with me

don't do no favors
I'm jumping the gun off like that is my major
I'm changing the game like I made Graduation
She fucking with other mans, other mans,

let me down
Don't you let me down

'Cause I want you, I want you
More than I want to
So baby don't cut me loose
'Cause I want you, I want you

eyes
Think that would scare me
I smile back with no fear
You're too young to get me

God gave me those knife eyes, a gift tells no lies
My guts are rocks

Don't know how to put it down, down, down
Don't know how to put it down
Buy myself another round, round, round
By myself no one around
Drinking on my

foreal but I don't do the beefin I'm done with that shit like a vegan
Bitch I'm too lit, when I'm done with this bitch I might fly out to Cali
Hit my lil

I Just Wanna Have Some Fun

Written By Daryl Cameron and Keith Henderson





(1 verse) I don't know the reason that you came here,

And frankly, I

Still the same screwfaced youth that
Pull a nine on you
My name ring from east to wеst
Like a line of longitude thе dope dirty
Cut with Fent he died off

make sure he shake
Murder verse, first forty-eight
Manslaughter, nearly caught a case
I crack heads more than base
Stack bread when I orchestrate, that

a million
Wit a fork and knife
Iceberg quarter million
For that floating ice
And I fucking wit no clowns poltergeist
I’m spitting fire spitting fire
I don’t

a nigga spit up

Can't get this from the store
That's a one of one that mean
They don't make it no more
I be like look what I got on
Look at what I got on
I

American Skin (41 Shots) [Bruce Springsteen Cover]

Mary J. Blige

American Skin (41 Shots)

2016

41 shots
And we'll take that ride
Across the bloody river
To the other side
41 shots
Cut through the night
You're kneeling over his body in

Niggas know it's sex money, flex money
They do a lot
What's better than more letters
And buddha spots?
Buck fifties for niggas that don't do a lot
Go ahead

rather dismiss you and sell more records than you did in your first week with a reissue
Claiming you the greatest, but is you?
I do this for Kenny, do

Simmons Incorporated

Run-D.M.C.

Crown Royal

1999

no more
Call it Simmons Incorporated, since '74
Lotta money in this fam, think about it
Me wit Run-D.M.C., and him over at Def Jam

Well damn, how

me
Cut you off, and feel no cruelty 'bout that
Mmm, you really had it coming
Thank you for the knife
For watching me bleed
'Cause I've been way

They Don't Love You No More

Jay-Z

I Changed a Lot

2015

They don't love you no more (they don't love you no more)
They don't love you no more, nah

Bullet in the head, they wanna see my shirt red
Live by

O’neal
How I’m crushing these hoes

I'm Rollin’ down Roscoe
Bitch by my side 

Don’t fuck w/ me 
Cus my click down to ride 

Fucked that bitch once
Fucked