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Qualude

Methaqualone is a hypnotic sedative. It was sold under the brand names Quaalude ( KWAY-lood) and Sopor among others, which contained 300 mg of methaqualone, and sold as a combination drug under the brand name Mandrax, which contained 250 mg methaqualone and 25 mg diphenhydramine within the same tablet, mostly in Europe. Commercial production of methaqualone was halted in the mid-1980s due to widespread abuse and addictiveness. It is a member of the quinazolinone class. The sedative–hypnotic activity of methaqualone was first noted in 1955. In 1962, methaqualone was patented in the United States by Wallace and Tiernan. Its use peaked in the early 1970s for the treatment of insomnia, and as a sedative and muscle relaxant. Methaqualone became increasingly popula… more »

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We outside, it ain't safe no more Now I'm ridin', don't lose control
Give the green light, the team on go Ain't gon' tell you the shit, gon' show
They only mad because they broke Why my jewelry always cold
You better get down on the floor Play my cards right, I won't fold

Yeah, we still ballin' you niggas reachin' On the block, I'm with some demons
Don't give a f*ck bout what you preachin' Presidents my pocket, you niggas impeachin
Yeah, I'm doin' this shit all season Long as me, And my blood eatin
The more I move, the sales increasin' Pull this bitch out for no reason

Whatever he move, he make take action No competition, this feel like practice
Watch my nigga, he get active Play your role, just don't be act like you
That nigga, stop the cappin' I'm on the block, I'm servin' addicts
Puffing smoke, like I'm asthmatic Bodies droppin' this shit, is tragic

Play any position, I feel like magic The bag blew, like it was magic
Never admit I like the trappin' I'm gettin' money, so why you askin'
Don't really say too much, I'm up For you, opps, you know it's stuck
I know Thee keep the semi tuck Casso ready, hit the clutch

Stoppin' Qualude, that shit wishful I don't play boy you better jet
When me and gang, send them missiles More magazines, to resolve any issue
Your mama cryin', she just miss you Yo, somebody give her a tissue
Talk about me, nah, I won't diss you The techs come out, ref blow the whistle

We outside, it ain't safe no more Now I'm ridin', don't lose control
Give the green light, the team on go Ain't gon' tell you the shit, gon' show
They only mad because they broke Why my jewelry always cold
You better get down on the floor Play my cards right, I won't fold

We outside, it ain't safe no more Now I'm ridin', don't lose control
Give the green light, the team on go Ain't gon' tell you the shit, gon' show
They only mad because they broke Why my jewelry always cold
You better get down on the floor Play my cards right, I won't fold

I'm in my bag, so why the hate? I been grindin' for so long
Just keep some food up on my plate Niggas been wantin' beef with me
Not knowin' that their lives at stake Gettin' money, whatever it takes
Servin' till I'm down with shake This all gas, I'm movin' no brakes

Okay, okay, okay, okay You ain't from here, then go that way
Why you over here in the first place? Some shit started, now its guns in your face
Testin' me, you know it's a mistake Gotta rewind, that's a miss take
F*ck that love, it make me miss hate Niggas tellin' on they mixtape

You ain't gotta tell me, a nigga, I been great She see a king, she feeding me grapes
She shakin' on like it's a earthquake Ride on my tip till her toes ache
Head or tail, she actin' two-faced See you winning, trust they gon' hate
F*ck with nobody, I hold my own weight Send me money through a suitcase

We outside, it ain't safe no more Now I'm ridin', don't lose control
Give the green light, the team on go Ain't gon' tell you the shit, gon' show
They only mad because they broke Why my jewelry always cold
You better get down on the floor Play my cards right, I won't fold

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