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ratchet, hey
Me and SpongeBob's totin' ratchets, hey

I do not fuck with no thot, uh
Bubble Buddy, I'ma pop, uh
Feel like Larry, on the block, uh
Feel like

ski mask or a suit on
Five chains, canaries help me cool off, tuned off
Camaro like Larry Flynt, block-star, rockstar
Montana Aerosmith, forty spit

bitch I'm certified 
Reading a book in my living room looked up and saw a yacht
Had to gas up the Grand nash to go and bend the block

Chorus 2 (Larry

got that bag that sh*t so hard for me to carry 
That boy the feds he wearing wires call him Larry
Spinned yo blocks a couple times 
Why you so scary?

Larry was a frog at the pond
Jump so high might miss him while he gone
Jump over anything, even King Kong
Jumping Jack Flash was his favorite song
Now

to do a thing, cause I'm a boss, my nigga

Ay
Keep them straps on me like I'm Larry King
Bled the block, nigga  servin' soft like it's Dairy Queen
Fuck

These honeys they run on my dick 
They never gon stop
Larry Bird on the block
Up inside of the paint
I can still shoot the shot if they calling my name
I

Cha Cha hide it all then act mad at you

Cus she a Oscar Nominee
Who is Eddie Audi? shit it's what you want to be
Mob psychology
Taking blocks monopoly

on my fucking cock
She bouncing on this dick
I call it hop scotch
And ion give a fuck she from a opp block
I pull up in a hot car
I got the glock cocked

Percocets, a lower level
Like the bottom of your feet
Me with out them meds, I turn into larry Houdini 
Posted on the block, specifically for those who

me
Been a king but I need a prince like Harry
Run up on a kid that bitch will get buried

Corny ass block pinch bitches like Larry
On a bitch top like

À part mes sons, et la famille, qui va rester?

Je suis dans le block
Block, block, block, block, block, block, block, block, block, block
J'ai tout

Larry Bird
Shooter, Shooter, Shooter, Shooter
Larry Bird
Shooter, Shooter, Shooter, Shooter larry

Bird gotta keep a shooter
Tony got the Glock meezy

Real Live Sh*t

Real Live

The Turnaround: A Long Awaited Drama

1996

Larry O be makin' rappers retreat

You know in life I fail, jake is on my tail
I blew up your block, I let it haze like black hail
I use a M16

Karaoke Larry

Me and my old lady fell into a bar,
Down in Long Beach, 
Southern California,
In June

People were lined around the block, 
Waiting

national treasure
I ain’t seen shit won’t say a word
Pull up white range call it Larry bird
Real street nigga so you know we ain’t dancing
Pull up on my

Larry bird
Hole in his head
It cannot be cured
Sippin this lean
Had my vision so blurred
Up on his block
Put that on a curse
The opps stay begging
They

The Grand Nash' (Keep going Larry)

Had to gas up the Grand Nash'
To go and bend the block
(For real, for real, for real)
(I'm on my way, on my way)
Had

You gotta have cash to knock on my door
I make the block hot I bring out the dough
I bring out the yo i bring out the dro
I make the block hot when
I

(La Musica de Harry Fraud)

Verse 1 (Larry June)

I was dipping down the block 
My tires were shot 
Glanced in my rear view pretty girls behind me 
I

"Larry"
I only fuck around with thots
That satisfy my body (Top)
She knows I’m married to the block
Relationship is lovely (Uh)
MK bring me to the trap

Larry Bird
Off the rack wit it
I just spent a cool hunnid sum on Investments
Slide up on your block with my blessings
I got love for shawty she aint get

it 
Yeah we ballin hard no flashy plays just Larry Nance it 
I ain't think life would be this way nah I never planned it 
If you walk a mile in my

on a tall boy
Know about the bull shit cuz I was raised a cowboy
Saw it back in Savage Block, I stand out boy
I took a couple stumbles just to find that sound