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involved in all my plans 

Still have my walls up hope you understand 

Pieces of me buried in the sand 

By the ghost that haunt me from my past

You help

do three a day, ain't fixin' the blinds (ski)
Thirty clip strap on deck like a dyke (brr)
If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' the .9 in the sky (skrrt)
Touch

Hahaaa
I know y'all wonderin' like
"What the hell is Flip doin' man"
"How he get out his deal?"
All you gotta do is take 2 million
And walk in

me paint that picture for ya! In a world with no youth prisons we take the shackles off. REMIX 

(Pressure Baby R) 

What’s a world full of bosses for

them to turn bilingual by default, baby, let alone
But still won't leave the house without they Rosetta Stone
'Cause conversations can body you off

gon' notice?
Last time I got caught I got bailed by Capriii
We were cooped in that jaguar
If you saw me right then I'll say
I'm all good but good ain't

all day through
close my eyes all I see is you
yes I´ll stay here beside you stay

Stay by my side you`re the air that I breath tonight
all I want is

hit a left on the bitch
Cruisin' down the street
Wheel in my left, stick in the right
Cruise by, fye, fye, fye
Hit you with a beam, three, five, five,

blowing doe doe
Have a baby by a ho
Your daughter probably be a ho too
Built my castle walls I'm somebody you can't get close to
A king a boss a don doing

Zay baby
It's safe to say the streets done turned me to an animal
I used to wonder why but now it's understandable
I'm too far gone, I'm too far

(Quan The Don313 Verse)

Uh-huh, Roxi Gang, nigga
Uh-huh, M30 on the tab, count them bitches by the thousand
I was really in the city, had them

the vapors
Now a nigga Plugged in liked some cables
Thumbing through the check
I deserve this shit 
Bout to get my license
I aint drove in 3 years
I just

Things I've Seen

Spooks

Bravo Hits, Vol. 32

2001

I've seen and experienced things
That'll push the average to the edge and swan dive to death
I'm two guys, multiplied by ninety-three guys
Evenly

sweet)
(Mmm) I've got a sweet tooth; you're a snack baby, yeah, I wanna eat you 
(I'm just playing) but I think you'd like the way that I treat you; 
I

and betray for this money
I’m runnin'
Im runnin'
It’s 3am
She tells me to unzip her dress
I ask her what she does best
She looks at me smiling
Then gives me

your mental
and if she have my baby, promise it was accidental
I got three hoes in my whip; I need a sleigh or some
This hoe ain't even got a crib; guess

older I don't have time
I'm a rider
Flank by drivers
I drive by
One, two, three, four, five guys
Pretty houses turned tie-dye
Cerio so bout my m o n e y
I

I'm just like eewee
We ain't driving you to saucy
Baby uber it
I got a spot close by
Lets Jacuzzi it
She want me deep inside
Like a nuvaring
Only if you

We be in the back blowin' mad smoke
Take it where it can't go
They been talkin' all that shit but where they at doe?
On the grind for a minute, where

Blood on my hands, not talking 'bout Plasma
Gen 5 baby, good luck catching them all
We leave 'em out like the laundry- high, dry
Gone

Why try, hun? Tag

frame, body slam like a wrestler
In the kitchen cookin' like the Barefoot Contessa
These babies need a nanny, not the show with Fran Drescher
Mic checka!

yeah you heard right
I go three rounds fuck it I can go all night
Tease you a bit rub and squeeze that dick
Kiss it and even slob just a lil bit
You know

 berjaya
Pindah lagi Jakarta di selatan ku berkarya
Keluar rumah modal do'a dari mama ayah

I ain't fucking with no 3K unless it's Andre
I ain't fucking with

Stomp

Hit Crew

Stadium Anthems: Songs and Sounds for Game Day

2009

Wun, y'all done fucked up now
Oh, shit, 'Ryde or Die', nigga

It's Yung Wun with the big gun
What you gon' do, boy?
You betta sit down, boy, we