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Buttoned up, Tom Ford
Head stay on a swivel, they want your boy in a morgue
But fuck 'em, I want a war
Butt fuckin' 'em slow, raw
Pertaining only

casper, Add 'em up then I subtract 'em
I dip on 'em, Yeah these niggas mad because I shit on 'em
Giving 'em, I just let of 30 I be hitting 'em
I don't talk

sad that's a fact
Smoke a blunt with my guys, hit it once never twice
Fast life, fast speed don't tell em anything
I been going bad
Shawty hella bad

Now he don't play
Toys are for kids

Now that we grown gotta go get our own
Young boy young boy used to look up to the young boy
Now he don't play
Toys

make shit freeze on em
I don't talk about shit I put fees on em
They'll get and put another
Couple G's on em
Make em put them in the dirt grow trees

feel like a drone
Stalking my page, that boy is a clone
Mad at me nigga cause I'ma get on
Mad at me nigga cause I took your hoe
Mad it me nigga cause I

Get to switchin' niggas
I be clippin' niggas
I be movin' hot, I make a mess
Sheff tell em niggas
Cause i'm sick of niggas
We gon put these niggas

niggas, nigga, nigga please don't try me
Bullshit can't get by me, oh you mad we stylin'
Oh you mad we wylin', we gon' bring it to your eyelids
We ain't

twenty bags and tell em
Come get em make ya boy scared to say nun him
I thank that I scared him I swear to god
Dont fear them these niggas straight trippin

Something else to do
Don't let 'em draw you in don't let em shake you up
Gotta keep your cool
No need in getting mad just shake em by the hand and tell em

a 16 year'em say sheesh
Self belief made me switch scenes
Made the boy feel like lebron now
Don't come to me get a ticket please
Cuz that winner circle's

on 'em, I don't play on niggas top (pussy)

Slide (yeah), slide (yeah)
Slide (yeah), slide (yeah)
Catch him lackin', we gon' bust him (yeah)
.45, don't

her old man's store
But she don't get enough
She wanna earn some more

Daddy's little angel's
Tongue in cheek
So by the end of the week
She

You Don't Want Drama

Eightball & MJG

Living Legends [Chopped and Screwed]

2004

Straight from the underground, fat boy from the mound
Spit it how I live it, keep it gutter, that's how we get down
I wanna see you get it crunk, let

the trunk, nigga, I'm on the highway (let's get it)
Best believe I was 2 cars back
My nigga bring 'em back for a couple of stacks (yeah)
I'm just havin' fun

ima floss for them days I was a worker
I ain’t balling by mistake boy I did this shit on purpose 

I tried to tell em im a be the man 
But they couldn’t

Pocket full of money yeah you know a nigga hood rich
Hoodstar, been there, counted all that
Tell that boy official by the way he wear his ball cap

writer at? I ain't swipe enough
No, you can't get higher
You don't drive enough
Finna punch some Forces
These ain't white enough
Sliding with a punch
Fuck

praying for yall

He sick at home waiting for u to call

I Still dont feel bad for him though 

Baby



Instead of getting mad nigga get rich

Why u hating

behind my bitch
How you mad cause I'm getting rich
Niggas be roaching and broke then a Bitch
You can run up on me and get hit with The switch
Oh they mad

Badlands

Mayday!

Take Me to Your Leader

mess yes let's it poppin' y'all,
Am I fazed by em not at all,
'Cause haters don't know dick if they don't posses the cock n balls,
This is Egypt,

Scream & Shout [Rmx]

will.i.am

Still Smokin and Leaned Out

Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's

I can tell, yeah
Mmm, it's us

I can tell niggas jelly by the way they look
Pray to God my Glock don't jam, Lord knows I don't hook
Pull up

Iceman

Scarface

Rotten Apple

2006

can't slang it, and these streets get dangerous
Corny niggas pull up in cargo vans
Palms sweaty, icky's out with they masks all mad
I gave 'em