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up wreck it
In a damn line
Pop trunk, surround
Me and my partners, yeah you know we coming down
Diamonds in our grill
Tell me how ya feel
Nigga wassup,

up wreck it
In a damn line
Pop trunk, surround
Me and my partners, yeah you know we coming down
Diamonds in our grill
Tell me how ya feel
Nigga wassup,

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

a damn line
Pop trunk, surround
Me and my partnas, yeah you know we comin down
Diamonds in our grill
Tell me how ya feel
Nigga wassup, yeah we got

a damn line
Pop trunk, surround
Me and my partnas, yeah you know we comin down
Diamonds in our grill
Tell me how ya feel
Nigga wassup, yeah we got gold

(harmonizing of "doo
Doo" plays in backgroud until
G-Unit is yelled)
I'm runnin' from a digital Munster
I do this for the hood and
Every kid in a dumpster my

I done got it out the mud
Where I'm from it aint no love
But they love you when you up
Big gold big guns
Sold units out the trunk
Me and my niggas

50/Banks

G-Unit

50 Cent Is the Future

2006

(*harmonizing of "doo, doo" plays in backgroud until G-Unit is yelled)
I'm runnin' from a digital Munster
I do this for the hood and every kid in a dumpster
My

coming in digital
I'm stacking my Tetris like whoa
Hands on her neck, when I'm in it
She know that she mine
She stay sturdy, she don't cross no lines
But I

you know what I'm bitchin', ho
The weapon is kept in inside the trunk of the 9-ball
Put triggers on niggas
In rivers, that's where they find y'all
So

got these druggies on my line

I popped a perc, I'm going digital
Your bitch, she like me
And I know she getting physical
Drinking syrup, pouring pints

bust out like this, here we go, come on.

King tee:
Now bust it, i'm a try to freak it with the drums
Alkaholik funk, bass for the trunk
And i'm kinda

Everything's a go tell me you ready or not
Pull up in a hell just to wish the haters well
Crack the window you can smell when I'm peeling out the lot
Trunk full

waiting on a download
High-fi, wi-fi, Bluetooth madmen
Robosapien

Behind the times? 
Read and write between the lines
Silver light shines
Scripts

waiting on a download
High-fi, wi-fi, Bluetooth madmen
Robosapien
Behind the times?
Read and write between the lines
Silver light shines
Scripts to perfect

when I say so
Not to kill, not a halo
They gon' build, plant tomatoes in the field
Now those Jada white trunk negotiator on the phone
Talkin' paper,

They tell me  chill but I just can't do it
Got a lot of drive and you just can't move it
Me myself and I I'm the whole damn unit
I'm the whole damn

Gasoline

E-40

Breakin News

2003

sausage for my liver
Sellin units out the trunk of my car
And just think, I started with a pickle jar
From a sixteenth of yowder to a quarter kick

The leather is sturdy but not too elastic  

Goyard the trunks like I’m Patrick

Forging the flow in the flame like a blacksmith  

Forgi the feet on the wagon

Sit around and watch them
Watch their faces and reactions
Then blur the lines until the sun
Is back on your horizon

Breathe, breathe, breathe,

I was the influence
Gave em guns and the drugs moving units
Put my life on the line for the movement\
Risked my freedom wasnt never bout music
Never

Ganksta Attitude

B.O.N.E. Enterprise

Faces of Death

now you know what I'm bitchin', ho
The weapon is kept in inside the trunk of the 9-ball
Put triggers on niggas
In rivers, that's where they find

Bahamas

ScHoolboy Q

Cozy Tapes, Vol. 2: Too Cozy

2017

of a line up
Niggas psyching like Ewonda
Spaz fast, get to the bag
Look at the digital dash
Little bitch frivilous
Nigga just hit that shit
Get to it,

who I am
To show you who I was
Pull up in that uh (whoa)
Nothing short of digital
Sagging like a criminal
Flex game strong
Elyptical (go)
She’s a raver

the coffee grounds
To Vinyl on the frame tho 
Hard Work, sweating off the brow thats are curse yo,
Seven on the zero, Digital font 
Only looking in the mirror