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Real Sex

Kutt Calhoun

B.L.E.V.E.

Now take my bitch
She won't complain bout shit
Cause she's my hoe
Kutt is known for tossin' the dick
Cause when I'm fuckin'
Ain't nothing more that I do

Came long ass way
From having rags to riches
Use to impress em all now
I'll never flex for bitches
Now they interrupt my text
Just ask for picture
I

gas in the car
I'm so different u fuckin wit me tryna reach wen I'm far
I kill em all n let me know who I am
It's the smoke I'm from a place niggaz

the whip to memory lane
Niggaz on some shit bitches popping out cuz the youngin got the drip 
Shake that ass pop that pussy for the script 

popping bottles

bitch I was hella lit
Broke living in my momma basement bitches let me hit
Pussy been free why the fuck would I pay for it
Lay a finger on any of people

you're taking too long 
I've been waiting all night can u pull up 

Just pull on me 
For one night baby
I know she want me  
You're my type baby 

They say

We go by Skytzo
Mentally ill
Never chill with them fuck niggaz
Bitch pop a pill
Triple six all in the stereo
Merry go bitches
Snorting dope
What

Uhhhhhhh
Money money money
Always on my mind
Gotta get it now
I'm running outta time
Grindin more or less
I'm feeling like I'm shyne
Walking by all u

Boys in the Hood

DJ Scorpio

Screw You 1

1999

get drunk before the day begins
before my mother starts bitchin about ma friends
about to go and damn near went blind
young niggaz at the path

(For everyone that thinks my boobs are fake- they're real)
Blight Dolezal
THIS IS ABOUT TO BE THE CRAZIEST BEAT YOU EVER HEARD!. This is for my

solid now they looking shaky/ alot bitches ride my boat but it's all gravy/ I'm stand up but laid back like a boy lazy (LazyBoy)!

Mary-Go-Round [Music Video]

Rasheed

Hillwood and Hustletown [Screwed & Chopped]

1999

and let all my niggaz hit ya
I got your picture on all my walls
Mama caught us kissin' wanna call the laws
My family thinks you nothin' but trouble

in my oven
Im a boss bitch and I ain’t never fuckin for nothin 
Can’t leave the house if u ain’t tryna gimme something
Paid in full money Mitch 
Ima

what you say
And never gon be true
And now i'm like damn
Bitches on ma DMs like they really on ma nerves
Fuckin all ma pees like im fuckin millionaire
If

You a vibe
You a vibe
You a vibe
You a vibe
So leave that nigga alone
Because i want you by my side
Like like like ohhhh
Baby what it do
You got niggaz

Jersey, chips for attorney's
Commissary for niggaz that's in the pen thirsty
A big truck, your trick hypnotize by the twirlies
It's Ice, from Shaolin

the fuck off me make that bitch clap magnolia new orleans, we spray up apartments my goonies they heartless, red beam on the target no drive by we park it,

INTRO:
ah yeah
smokin suckaz wit logic in effect
all you punk muthafuckers out there y'all know what time it is
strictly murda music for 1993 ya know

Pop Quiz (Multiple Choice)

Saigon

Warning Shots: Street Classics & Freestyles

2009

depict the pictures of bigger sixes
D) That broke nigga fuckin' the richest nigga bitches
Movin' right along, question number three is for the females

Honey I'm getting this money
I ain't got time for no dinner
She fell in love with a winner
I see my opp Imma spin him
Never hesitate, really gone drill

close to godliness, minus black degradation
Bust my bars over these DAWs
Artificial insemination
Spiritual penetration to your mind nohomo
I know y'all

on another level
Nigga that there is for sho

I might keep it underGround
But the G is capital

I had to 

Slow it down
From my usual rapid flow

But the dough

tempted by gifts them niggaz bought you
Guilty, talk about other bitches I talk to
Leavin' you a message every time I called you
Voice mail for my top

bundles
Know a fiend that'll do ya
But I stay away from negative niggaz
And situations
I waited for my time
Now it's time for me to take it
Big head run