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Pre-Game

Jay-Z

Belly [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

2015

(Sauce Money)
I lay my gun fine, ideas be as bright as the sunshine
Shook the rap game with just one line
When me and my niggaz combine, all day,

Pre-Game

Jay-Z

Middle Finger U

[Sauce Money]
I lay my gun fine, ideas be as bright as the sunshine
Shook the rap game with just one line
When me and my niggaz combine, all day,

I got one lit in my hand
Hot Sauce
Got away 'cuz they gun jammed
Hot Sauce
Drip got me like Taliban
Hot Sauce
That's that Hot Sauce
That's that Hot

I got one lit in my hand
Hot Sauce
Got away 'cuz they gun jammed
Hot Sauce
Drip got me like Taliban
Hot Sauce
That's that Hot Sauce
That's that Hot

full of sorrow
The pain still lingers
Canes Chicken Fingers
Tonight
Who's your boss
I want some extra sauce
And a gun to my head
I think we're better off

otroligt

Hela gänget, vi är outlaws
Vi är en annan sauce
Går runt med guns som det är normalt
Alla är sin egna baws
Hela gänget, vi är outlaws
Vi är

summer time
Still high from the other night
Trap story once upon a time


Drip e palla propo
Kedi shit di thulisa top
Six gun haona sauce
Mxm haona le

take slow breaths, this could end today

Gun shots, hot sauce, block block
Block-a block-a! Help us, impala, so hot
Put in Davey Jone's locker!
Says

sauce
Fat gun get you waxed off
Big pump
Shoot ya back off
When the trunk pump
Let the Mac off
All y'all
Big dogs in the back yard
These new Blicks
Go

all in baby put the sauce in the gun
I said wow, wow
Keep a pretty thing she always loko
Choppin in Veneno's ain't no four door
Target on my dome it's

too that nigga walk in a gold street
But he got the sauce beat
I gun for the top spot
I was in there 5 minutes kicked me talking competition coz' he

Sun
Sean Lennon
Daddy's son
Sean sung
John Lennon
With a warm gun sun
Sauce
Who's the boss
Paul Newman sung
Another song
Paul Hewson sun
Let it come

le lebaka hore why le le soo
Hake qeta ho rap'a ba clap'a matsoho
Round of applause
Ke tshela Di sauce
Six gun fela boss
BOSS KEMANG
THEO
Ska mpona kei

the sauce 

Sleeping with a gun in my bed
Kissing on a blade got my teeth stained red
Showering in bullets i wanna smell like led
Always by myself ion got no

gon kill me so i cop a forty
Get off my dick nigga you're like forty
I got the sauce with me no fortiori
Gun with a dick cause these bitches be horny

and you laid off 
Looks like it paid off
And I let the K off like Adolf 
For the red sauce 
Hear the Gun Blast
For the chaos
Prr Prr Prr, You dead dog

I'm

She one of my thots
She loving my stick
My guns will pop
I'm shooting the bitch
Cause she want to get dropped
Repping the sauce on my bitch, yuh
Hold

boy?
Lamb feta cheese sauce inside broccoli
Got that machine gun Kelly and it's screamin' cock me

Everybody shut up (shut up)
Couple of them ready

Restlessness leads to a
Dangerous kind of fun
Start small with Swiss army knives
And water guns

Criss cross apple sauce
Spiders running up your back

Little did I know I'd be glued to my seat.

They said it was mild, but it burned like the sun,
Downing that fire sauce felt like a loaded gun,
My belly

hot like mercury
Hit the sidewalk like a runway
Gotta get this shit like someway
Bitch i feel like Chucky come play
No laser tag no gun play
Drippin in

gas that Mary Jane
Drip on me it never drain
Too sauce no raisins cane
Gun on me now watch it bang, he no crip so why he claim?
My bitch bad she from

and leave them
I'm breathen 
Not weepen 
The heathens 
Lucky to have a reason

Step in my lane
Your fucking gay
Get that shit out of my way
Dripping the sauce

I'm having fun
I'm fucked in the head don't sauce me no gun
And TC just got bunned
Wit OB that shit was a 1 on 1
Step on the scene with my fist clench