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a Weed Ave Grabba Street
Meet me a junction
Wrap it like a luncheon
Wrap it neat wid motion light it
Ignite my brain cell cause lightning (Wah)
Finding

We All Over

Masters of Illusion

Masters of Illusion

2000

ammo, throw techs in a hefty bag
hit the street, I talk of sales when I meet

(Chorus 4X)

it's going live
I'm a whole hog you can meet me outside
And I don't write raps for the sake of being loud
I just wanna know the truth so I can give it

The streets know the real about
What's happening with a nigga
I ran through the cuts and
Hallways with them killas
7 gram quarters, you can get

Maybach Music III

Erykah Badu

Teflon Don

2010

I'm riding with another 3-80
That's my car cost, y'all thought I would fall off
That was just a small loss, we can have a ball off
Fly to N.Y., meet

Competitions a drag
I only want you with the cash
That's facts, let's last
Since a youngin' I been individual
When you not into frontin' it's hard to shoot

Maybe

Yo Gotti

Maybe

2014

never mattered?
Street nigga thuggin' on the block
I ain't hangin' with no thots shawty
Power ball, this your shot shawty
And if they hatin' let 'em

never mattered??
Street nigger thuggin' on the block
I ain't hangin' with no thots shawty
Power ball, this your shot shawty
And if they hatin' let 'em

on success street. I will never meet defeat
Fit and focused. Pass the torch, I'll make sure to keep it lit

Step on up. I got what you need
Raw, grimy, street

wifey's purse (broke)
You don't wanna see gang pull up
The cars dem full up, your guys disperse (bow, bow)
And we ain't tryna take no L's
Any funny

Knee deep in the game i ain't turnin back
Lost some homies that i thought
Would never turn they back

Spend cash on cars probably shouldn't have
But

to the real shit I'm saying in ya ear
Michael Myers meets Chucky horror of the year
Fear of all fears
Wheat from the tares
Talk ya little street talk I ain't

This is the day in the life of a Florida boy
Samson, bring the noise
Driving expensive cars yeah, yeah
This is the day in the life of a Florida boy

Competition wit me  bitch I never lose 
You’ll get bodied won’t even make a debatable 
A full course meal these other niggas some lunchables 
Giving bars out

being hard can hurt my business
being soft can hurt it too
street life means those hard decision
those come bacc to haunt, everything you do

i been

same niggas still with me when I meet the plug
I saw my mother struggling never saw her giving up
That shit made me hit the streets I had to get it up

Rico
Quick to pull out the shotty, these streets are making me evil
I'm lethal, they call me Gotti, the way I'm running this ish
I'm automatic with this,

competition throw the towel in
We over here, with fireworks up in the air
Bitches with good hair, 'cause you know we about to spark
Bobby Ray just walked in,

the tickets
Then buy me a car and a house with the pension
Lil shorty had left me I can't do no simpin
Remember them days used to sit in detention
My teacher

beast
Streets, this is where Helen and Ellen meet
So you can get lost like Gilligan on the beach
The players getting mad they not kicking it with

headaches
Killing the competition someone call a medic
Someone call a medic
Yeah said you fancy
I said you fancy
Looking like a star call you Hollywood

that work)
And you know i'm God blessed like a fuckin' pastor (God)
Moving through the streets quiet
Like a n**** Casper (Ssh)
And your gyal she want my

beautiful things

And you got this lil bitch watching all of my stories 
But I won't take part in the beef
I just know if she thinkin this shit competition

while I tweet
Not a rapper In Br streets can fuck with BBG
Out of town we meet long money what I reach
The OG preach boy listen don't speak
Retreat