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That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

See a bad bitch by the seashore
Mistress but she say she tryna be more
Did it big, but I really need to see more
Different route, yeah I had to take

Cuz I need me that bag and I need me them keys
Young trey big boy now he AP
Used to wanna cop the rollie I was only sixteen
now every day we

blade on the counter finna keep that shit by my side
Ima go to the beach like Sully man like Kano be on that grind
Ima wear my suit round town don't chat

Roll Call Reloaded

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

swang, ya saw crawlin
Ha, money talks, if you not talkin, then stop callin

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire - imitating Z-Ro]
Try me just one time, I show you

like Sagat and Vega
Young nigga never soebata foulasha by the bodega
Grew in the game like Sega big homie taught me the plays
Memoirs in the trap
Now I

breeze im breathen
Bucket seats reclining in
Ridiculed but never touched by any man 


1st Verse-
Black Leather lokes wrap my palms
Only remove em to give

kick door
Officers say that this trio is
Uh, kick door, kick door
The suspects got into the homes by kicking those doors
Send me your addy, I pull up, I

move
Cos that’s the same thing that fraud people do
Throw a couple dollars then you caged in a zoo
By the time aa wo hia wo streaming no p3 pickaboo
See

when I see my niggas wearing polo
Sticked up sliding with cinco
And no I ain’t talking bout ocho
But number 3 with us you add them together 
Shit nigga

when I see my niggas wearing polo
Sticked up sliding with cinco
And no I ain’t talking bout ocho
But number 3 with us you add them together 
Shit nigga

Came from the streets where my family tryna eat
Imma get real big cop a coupe with leather seats
I'm the shit in these streets
Who the fuck you tryna

ABG

Quando Rondo

Life B4 Fame

2018

Twenty-three shots to his car, Michael Jordan
Brrt, bah bah bah
Mmh, mmh, mmh
Speak them facts nigga, gang
My gang or no gang, yeah
Tell me what's

tracks rain fire
Racked up 50k on 3, guess the price just got higher
Im supplying the game, demand is getting higher
I don't think y'all caught that
I said

crazy nigga we got plenty Glocks better cool it for real
Big gas, got 3 or four blunts in rotation my nigga I'm zooted for real
I'm like boy is you stupid

time to say my prayers
Cos Vbuqs said we gotta meet by 3 sharp
And Chris Kester just called about his art
Young Ben and Leo asking where their beats are

my Glock up
Like I'm Sosa

Sosa
Sosa
Sosa
Sosa

Sosa
Sosa
Sosa
Sosa

Yeah
Yeah
Round three
It's gonna be a long song

It's all a freestyle by the way

Okay let's do it like this

When it's Remy in the system, ain't no telling will I -

Will I diss 'em? That's what they be yelling 

I'm a pimp by blood

hot now
See, I told them bitches, that new Murciélago 
Can only fit two, so not now (brr, yeah)

Ain't enough space for your over-bloated big ego

She was like, 5'3, curly hair with a big smile
She obsessed with nike, jewelry and doc gang
Green eyes for the win with a fine bod
She got everything

do it again
If we down by 2 I shoot the 3 you know I'm just tryin' win
Fuck the fame, I'm runnin' up digits Fat Bro I need them M's
And when it's time

it's just 3 of us  
Yeah we chasing that money we gotta rush (Yea yea)
Ooh pour a four in this crush (This crush) 
Smoke a nigga just like a Dutch (Like

a 3 ton barge (it's big)

I roll with the talented tenth and we go hard

if we follow the game plan brother we go far (let's go)

that selfishness is

stressing -
Such a big cat is stretching - Living good life no stressing -
By the grace im making - Jas to the breed songs we painting goals - 

-Hook-
-Queen