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lobster with the shrimp
Brodie keep cuttin' up, yeah, watch the car flip
Puffin' on this dope, lil' nigga, yeah, my body stiff

Yeah, I'm beatin' down her

mentioned was a Gun
Like Damn nigga
You don't want want yo ones
If u can't Fight say that
Lets make the Situation Fun
Have lil sis Crack em and I ain't talkin

Got the money, in my pocket
Told that lil' bitch just to stop it
I got cream all in my wallet
Got that ass, you better drop it
Got the money, in my

lil bitch to a eater
Moving up the ranks now them people they buzzing my beeper 
Who this n***a looking like Shabba Ranks I drop down my mask and pipe

sure

I told Mac to come and punch me in
Yeah, I'm turnin' active when we land, it ain't no tappin' in
My lil' brothers strapped up, I was fuckin'

to say how to get to me
I know she's the one, by now
Loyalty, she know she stuck with me
That's my lil ghetto thang
She crazy, my baby
Might get a wedding

stomach was empty it seduced
Me to fuck the world
Watch my lil' homies lose
They childhoods to guns
Nobody cries no more
‘cause we all die for fun
So why

daddy trip
I'm gone, sit back and watch daddy dip (yeah)

Scoot up Lamborghini with lil' shawty, she the baddest
She gon' roll the weed, shoot

on my shirt
Watch how you hitting the curb lil bitch
Trappin I did it to make ends
And no i am not here to make friends
The last friend a nigga had,

Watch out before I call my little homie pacc
He’ll knock your ass out with a plain ass slap
I got hundreds i got fifty’s I got blue strips baby
Got this

with it
If your best friend with it, then lets go get them
We're gonna fuck around to a lil bit of Ludacris
Don't test my grip I'm cool as whip
My newest

Nothing to Lose

2Pac

R U Still Down? (Remember Me)

1997

or Die walk a mile in my shoes 
And you'd be crazy too 
With nothing to lose 

I got nothing to lose (That's why I got gang related) 
Got nothing

like I'm Penny
Can't love these hoes
Can't put my trust in burnt out bitches
Loose lips sink ships
Gotta watch your mans cause niggas snitchin'
My

roam like a phone in the unknown zone
And we condone a tone a money hoes and clothes
And my record sell like a boat load
Fam you couldn't fill my shoes

Boot up on Molly
Don't roll by me
Kill a nigga
Throw away the body
We all in her pockets
Her name Polly Yeah!!!
Dat lil hoe sloppy
Lil bruh she not

like I'm Uzi Vert
She took my soul, that's my lil demon
Moving like Chilli the way that she creepin'
I'm on the edge like I play defense
Put it together

Yea LIL BITCH
I'm back by motherfuckin'
Popular Demand Hoe
(YT Play that shit)
Stack that cash
Spend that bag
Blow it on some other shit
Ya baby

I'm bout my money Big Worm still chasing my dream like Meek I'll burn
If I go down bad
Watch I work my way up like a bounce pass
Acrobat with the pack

a happy lil puppet in them Chains
Yea you lookin goofy lookin goofy For the fame
On my momma never sell my soul For a chain
On my momma ain’t ever gone sell

Girl I'm mixing up the potion don't you ask what's in my drink
Needed me some time away I needed time to think
Got to go reconnect the bands lil boy

you walkin')
She be on her quick shit not with the drama (With the drama)
Got me by the belt now bad lil' mama (Lil mama)
Took me to the bedroom she got

as mine 
Move how you want 
Do what you can 
But just don't fuck with mine 
Ain't have to pass Noo driver course 
To learn to read the signs 
My watch was

turned to new opps
Boy you better watch out it's like on Doo Wop
I was really tryna cool out
With knives in my back, least the ones that i knew 'bout
You

feet underground pushing daisies
Watch my mind grow
(Yuh)
On my shit til im balling like i'm bezos
Popping blue molly
Steady rockin off them benzos
Bad