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you."
He packed up his rags, you understand, and he started out the door
And when he reached the driveway, you understand
He went in there begging just
Might Get Her,
By The End Of The Week I Would Know That Crew
And We'd Assembled A Trio, A Whole New Scene
With Three Ladies In The Shot We Never Broke
doin' Marni and Stella McCartney
I made a full three-sixty out the 'partment
I'm like Picasso, I paint me a portrait
I'm gettin' money, takin' drugs
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
Fist pump 54
The trio of break beat murderers
who throw down
when in the house like furniture
but styles out and some purple herb
and make
givin' you somin' new, somin' to tweet about
Don't be upset when BEP out
Ain't no quartet, they just three out
There's the trio, one amigo, Filipino,
Started with a dollar and a dream
We did it for the West, motherfucker, like Kanye
Niggas get stretched out on [?]
Got three thousand stacks, I ain't
Fanny
Oh my god! Exactly! On the way out the door, he was angry and sore, so furious, he almost swore.
V25 Woman 4
To the men, I say, we finally
September 14th, we were skipping coach
Packing up our bags, started for the road
Filling up on gas, you already know
I got my Texaco, red coat,
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
Number 3 Boy am I Delighted
RIGHT Heres the key
Go open he door Turner
Then Turn Squirter by who
You defended for murder
It the Casper Show Full
bag money
[Mami]
Let's do this, baby
[Kool G. Rap]
After three whole days of lamping, we broke camp and
Went out to the beach, many mansions out in
to open
Got on the train we're car from car but not too far I started scopin'
Starin' at this bitch for a minute
My man pulled out the mag, opened
Costa vids
We made the town
Made it back home safe & sound
Just crazy how
This all started out with a pre-roll
Three deep down, my nigga we know
This is
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
nothing
These three will slide by and let them things spout
And if there's beef, we'll chop it and dump it with ease
Your drama is touching to we
It's live
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down
don't)
We be throwing down like Muhammad
Niggas don't be knowing we
Be flyin' like comets slick with the tongue
Word out to mouth vomit
Masters
Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
Quick prayer
Should we do it
Yes
We take one a piece
One hour down and we're already
Broke
Coolest part about it
Was ya boys were
Stoked
Walking by Faith
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
One" like Jet Li
Test me Steele will leave you resting
[Top Dog]
I can't take this
Blood boiling pressure rising
Open my eye's an we narrowed down to 7
were exhausted
We considered leaving but it was late out there
We went to bed with the smell of skunk in the air
I was up until three o'clock in
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