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Photoshoot

Gucci Mane

Wasted: The Prequel

2009

on, it's a photoshoot 
(Listen to this track, bitch)

Me and Boosie smokin' fruity, it look like a photo shoot
Shout out to my nigga Webbie, my hoes

back down
Homie don't think I'm sweet
I got killers with me
They gon shoot till you dead so don't act now
Shawty all on my dick
Shawty dancing on me

on, it's a photoshoot 
(Listen to this track, bitch)

Me and Boosie smokin' fruity, it look like a photo shoot
Shout out to my nigga Webbie, my hoes

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

BNK

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Collection, Vol. 1

1998

so I'm fuckin' with killas. 
Nigga, don't make me kill ya. Got a bodybag for any you bitches thinkin' you realer. 

Wish: 
Since, we some killers

happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door

"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time

just pissed
You shoot like you got permission to miss
You wouldn't clap nickels by a fountain
With yo' bitch in a wish
I don't ballroom brawl
Fuck a kick

and the Eauzone crew
On the streets of Water I'm known as Evan C.
But on this track you can call me Killer Bee
716 is where I reside
With my roommate Arthur, what

Santa, got more tools than, Hanna Barbara, check it

The clues I left was hard for cops to etch a sketch it

Serial killer that tracks pussy in every

Glitt
Hold on
Yea
Huh
Baby
(Protocol)
Baby
Baby
Baby

Pass me the zaa zaa
Bullets connect em like wifi
Niggas Get shot when we slide by
But no we don't

a leader you follow, I'm like a killer in shadows
Fashion game like a rebel, don't fuck with me in this battle
I'm goin' into this like I'm indifferent
Fuck

suck and fuck
Murder duece in the uber
Jordan call em at the killers
Tryna get em some news

We don't shoot back, cause we shoot first
Shoot a nigga inna

never relax)
That's why we rap on the heaviest tracks

Fuck crafting, I never craft
If you craft, you're a daft lad
Don't make me laugh, dad
All I need is

Ron O'Neal

Wu-Tang Clan

A Better Tomorrow

2014

These veterans is slipping, they ain't doing it the same
I don't slip, set a pick and put a shooter in your lane
Precise, 'bout shoot them at the range

around in ecstasy
So, (don't stop me now)
(Don't stop me)
'Cause I'm having a good time, having a good time
I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky

the tracks of the Santa Fe
Were not prepared for what happened
Early on a winter day

I’ll tell you a story
A tragedy
A clear cut case
Of fate and destiny

in your face and it ain't life
So don't play with me, Hell gates await
When I come to the 8th, I shoot it faithfully
And tell Mitch to pray for me
Slay

These veterans is slipping, they ain't doing it the same
I don't slip, set a pick and put a shooter in your lane
Precise, 'bout shoot them at the range

And some Homer chains by Frank
I be damned if let em tell me who they think I ain't
Know I'm him
Going for the win
Doing what they can't
The brand is strong

opinions but holding laryngitis
See I don’t hear ‘em, I’m a winner by law
Track em down like the subway
When they sub par
Sub-zero everytime I jump in

tracks
After tracks after tracks after tracks 
Haters keep on laughing
Don’t bother me mutha fucka I’m rappin
Got more bread 
Than you’ll ever have man

salute
Ay, I run these city streets
More than the boys who run track
You don't believe me?
Ask my city who put it down on the map, ay
(We run this town)
We

ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer