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[Mr. Lil One]
Homicide carrols unloadin from these barrels
'Mr. Rap Devil' still got the bow and arrows
Havok to the maggots turn the devil into a faggot

a nigga snake you but he call you his
Been ran up me a 20 but I want some more
Won't put my trust in a hoe they snake's on the low
Lil' bitch been beggin'

Victory Lap

Nipsey Hussle

Victory Lap

2018

it's on, nigga
Hunnit proof flow, run and shoot pro
458 drop, playing Bullet Proof Soul
Every few shows I just buy some new gold
Circle got smaller,

rock
Work it in the
I'm gon work it yeah
Work the middle, work the middle
You're in the mix with
You're in the mix with the one and only Mr TayTookYaGirl

Man Niggas done woke me up today, haha
Time to get in that mode
It's the Concrete Jungle Mix, we on bullshit
It's the Concrete...we on bullshit
Lil

Driving up the highway 
Listen to you talk cuz i dont wanna miss a thing
Found pictures of lil miss thang
Now you wanna mrs up on my name
Now you

the ends but I might go ruin it
True dude you do you
You stupid cunting dumb buffoon
I come in your room an cum on a spoon
An mix that inadi juice your

Ayy, KEMBI , did you mix this shit
Now you know Kid KEMBI mixed this shit
Turn off the lights in this bitch
I'm finna flash in this hoe

Niggas be

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

sipping, and we rollin high
But you give me a vibe
Gonna smoke a Lil weed n we gone be fine
When I go up, and mix it right
What goes on, what makes it right

stay good to go
Some people say that I'm closed
How could I open my doors
When I always came thru
Four by four off of the road
And offered the most
I

'm Fucked up I can't be low
I won't face the music
All my problems
Melt the in snow

Last week got my heart broke by a bitch
So I'm bumping at this party

on the gas never slow down
Down, down, down

Yeah I had to go dip from my home town
Had to take a lil trip had to go round
I been chillin by myself on the low

them rockin' my kicks 

I'm like shit that is amazing
Last year I had a nine percent 
In reading taught by Mrs. Baisden 
Come a long way considering I

She sweet jus like a kit kat
The bag I gotta get that
Nigga I b out in the woods 30-06 with the kickback
Him on me it's a mix-match
I'm out here

I'm in the mix She said, boy, can you get me lit
I said, girl, you can suck this dick And you know I'm drippin' down to the Ricks on my Rockstar shit

I'm blacker than Mr. Po
They try to come between us i'm lettin that blicky blow
XVT don't die baby, my clique the meanest
Lil shawty sneak by you

down
Greatest to hop in the booth, now you know how
Just like Lil Baby, I hang on the low down
Too real for the others, these niggas be big clowns
(Take

wrapped in
Plastic in a dump truck
Fuck, only built Diadoras
I pull up with a bitch
They thought it was Rita Ora
My lil' head buster keep
His tool ringing

The Yearn

The Lost Boyz

Legal Drug Money

1995

and back to New York
I twist the cap, pop the cork 
and take a long walk to the court
Buddha, I spark chill wit my crew
Who it be Mr. Cheeks when I sip

and fast like a hot wheel spitting fire like a pyro
Im hot and fresh I was born gifted
I get what I want and I stay low
I Bag that lil chick she gon do what

That boy got lined by a bitch
The same one saying he rides with a stick, huh
Gotta tighten up a bit
Man, it's still war, you can't get out the mix, huh

Yamborghini High

A$AP Mob

The RCA-List, Vol. 2

2016

the mix, yeah
Where the chiquitas is at? Yamborghini with the shits, yeah
Lil Newport lit, Young Lord with the shits, yeah
I ain't with the game, bitch,

to keep it simple
She done hypnotized ya boy took me back to Sahara Temple
Nasty lil hoe but she can go like pro 
I got the gas she got the head so we both