All Gas No Breaks (feat. BG Free$moke)

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Fendi Pimpin'

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Aye
Bitch
So why you askin fo ah hand out
Knowin damn well shit ain't free round the trap House
Hunnit for a feature it you want yo song to stand Out 
Tried rob me ha gave that lil boy a man down 

Aye
Bitch
So why you askin fo ah hand out
Knowin damn well shit ain't free round the trap House
Hunnit for a feature it you want yo song to stand Out 
Tried rob me ha gave that lil boy a man down 

I could get the shhh fo the low bitch you kno how It goes
How you say you kept it solid but you fucked on the Bro's 
Circle tighter then a vigin can't get caught wit a How
If im eva goin broke i'm hittin door fo da door

I'm hittin door fo the door
I'm gettin stacks fo the stacks
Gotta get it how i live cuz i ain't goin back 
If you heard me say i love i was talkin to racks
Nyggas smokin fake carts while i'm rollin up Thrax 
Bitch 

Dey call me mister chase a bag while u beggin For money
And my dick gon make her sick cuz im inside Her tummy 
Dey was laughin at my music wishin days Would be sunny 
But u broker then a bitch so u tell me what's Funny

Ha 
Bitch 
So why you sayin that you rich fo
Knowin damn well you on yo ass not on yo ten Toes
Talk a lot shyt but be foldin like sum damn Clothes 
Thinkin bout da green while you cryin boutta Bland hoe 

I had to get it out the mud got it straight from The dirt 
Dyin young goin broke dey ain't been nothin Worse 
And des bitches love me crazy getchyo Feelings hurt 
Used to hate me now they love me now they see 
I'm in first 
Bitch

Pump Fakers
Ian Fuckin wit you pump fakers 
And most of you niggas broke y'all ain't Touchin paper
You could catch me in da sky like a fuckin Scraper
And by be ballin hard by i am not a laker 

Aye
I'm goin toe fo the toe 
I had to boss up
And leave that street shit alone
Baby talkin bout she love me but she fuckin da Bro's
Ten toes i could never put my trust ina hoe 

Call me mister get a bag
Broke niggas mad
Baby got the feddy she gon put it on my lap
I gave it all i had
Dis shit is goin' sad
But if rap don't work den iss back to the trap

I ain't fuckin wit you raps
SixNine 
I gotta keep a couple shooters jus like Columbine
Baby tryin join da team told her get in lie
And free all the real niggas das doin time
Bitch 

Aye
You don't know
Popped a three oh foe 
Had to send a hoe
Get da chips pass it to da bro's 
Das a give and go
Goin slow
Up and down the freeway tryin get sum dough 
Mind is on a bag while you worried bout a fuckin Hoe

When i come around 
Tuck yo bitch and them gold chains 
Swerve and hit yo block hot headed call dat Road rage
Pass da heat around catch a body like i'm oj 
Lay a nygga flat me dying that's a no way

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