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Houston
Everytime i touch a pack I bet that bitch get to moving
Austin powers in my city, fn a get groovy
30k middle manning got an it got my pocket looking

pussy's, they ain't ever up it
Got my nigga by my side, he my Robin and we jumping
Any nigga try to run up promise they gone get to dropping
Ayo Iqnn, when

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You'da thought I lost my life, biggie smalls, but you thought dead wrong, nigga
You'da thought I lost my life, Whitney Houston, had to try it my

what it do
Never listen to a cop
They was tripping acting hot
We gonn kill em' on some
Opposition get the chop up, that's on my gun
And we gonna live

been swerving traffic, you already knew it
Try to play me, you already did it
I'm the same nigga just a different vision
Ain't no sacrifice for my own

switching sides
Back in school, they knew that I'd win a lot of fights
But I never tried to be like Mike
I'm tryna do my own thing while people wanna take

I'll walking my own path
Without anyone hounding
This is my world
I'll say it loudly
I am king
So you better crown me
I built my own foundation
Without

the next bullet end up?

There is no funeral procession 
Going on here today 
Unless it’s led by Fred Wesley
Gardner trumpeting a lively version 
When

Streets At Night

PRhyme

PRhyme 2

2018

righteousness
You wondering how you gon' get ahead, I'm on my ISIS shit
I do it for the streets, my niggas on parole without a suit
My dogs who wanna roll

credit
Sending shots without a medic
Four bands from my edit's
My exes, "Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha" they regret it, heh
Yeah nigga, I said it, mm
Two hunnid bands

Pablo]
Beat it, Beat it
You remember them days y'all, we use to play y'all
The radio and put our own lil part in the song y'all
We use to (rep our city!

We all know about the radio show
About the radio show
We don't want to think about it

I want to put a piece of mind inside
A little bit of my eye

please wash these lames away
And ironically, that's the name of my song
That's gold with no fuckin' radio play
Now it's back to the topic
Let me hit you

I Been Dope: The Town Remix [Bonus Track]

Kutt Calhoun

Black Gold

2013

to die
These 9's will put your ass in the sky like a porcupine
My flow just so dope it's like I'm squirting lines
They try to kill the kid like bitches

a chitlin
In Houston dancin with somebody, but I'm not Whitney
Feeling like Tank Davis, hit him in his kidney

Being broke is a sickness
Oh, you try to rob

When I was young nobody taught me bout no rock roll
But Ma I swear that this guitar in my hands got its own soul
It's DNA must be the same as mine

a point of no return
I need your passion make it burn
Doing you right that's my concern
If loving you's wrong I'll never learn
Will all this last?
Will all

ain't no gangsters
Versace shit count about twenty by my ankles
Rich nigga put yo bitch all in different angles

I'm tryna fuck sumn I beat that pussy

with me 
Take it to Houston, Whitney 
Now I got yo bitch wit me 
She love that EZ D
Cuz my kind of spitting 
Is what it's supposed to be 
Picking out

capping the least
Cold nigga my heart like a fleece
You know her by name
But I know her by treesh
Half of the niggas they cap they lease
No pretending Im

Change Clothes With Stravinsky

Baker Bros.

Jay-Z : The Classical Album

2004

necessary
No panties and jeans it's so necessary
Why you frontin' on me?
Let's go to my hotel cause this don't go well
With those S Dots, try to stay

it’s from plenty women, I like my hoes  
Smart and ambitious, suck my dick while I’m cleaning the dishes, fuck her good then Add  
9 to that 60, what I

car, then ride by me 

Got guns that put a gap in your mouth like the bull Bobby...brown 

Trying to this chick Whitney in Houston 

But it's still

It won't happen the 1st time pussy now try me 

You got a nice car, then nigga ride by me 

Got guns that put a gap in your mouth like the bull