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a reason to take another goon down
I throwdown in the beat down
If you didn't know my name
Bitch, you know now
You know the sound
When my goons buck around

who they are

You can
Shout this sucks then jas
I'ma let them know
I'ma make bucks like plucks
I'ma let them know
Chilling like Pac with my thugs
Lemme

circle you know that we pounce
When they hear this they better bounce
(And you are positive that man and ape cannot be related?)
(As sure as I am that Jesus

and cooked a different mad plot
Now the author of this author is flooding his floors with bad blood.
My footsteps are what my plan brought, with all

brooms by the way

Asked you to keep it a buck said you would by the way
Said you understood by the way
Fucked up a time or two but did everything I could

of persistence 
Fuck outa here with that wack shit
Your hits are more like some soft kicks
I don’t know who told you this
But you’re trash take it for what it is

full of gratitude
But, I can't help but to flex on niggas, so
How mad are you? How mad are you? How mad are you?
They don't take me loosely with

Marvel hit man nigga, D on the beat Ay yo, you sell these motherfucking rocks on these niggas dawg Just to get that money right, just to get by You

Murder

Silkk the Shocker

The Shocker

shit, what are they thinkin?
They could stop, a nigga from comin up
They could stop a young nigga from makin big bucks
Independent, and black owned

much
You don’t even try you don’t do much
Whenever you arrive you are too much
Never would I lie girl you too much
Look me in my eye cause you too much

You know
Uh, yeah
Tell me what is up
You mad about delays like it's a shoot for your song
Open your mouth you speaking up
You talk about respect,

are paved in gold
We suffer with pain that's beyond our control
My pain nearly broke me my greed nearly choked me
I'm mad as hell with these rappers

the phone
I'm in my bag, bitches be mad, they don't be what Im on
Rather be by my damn self, know how to grind alone
Man, what the fuck you thought this was,

coming through
Still with my team, I don't run off like you
Stacking it up, boy it's bread by the loaf
Outer space flow, so it's Rick Owen's coat
Beat

Put Yo Hands Up

Crime Mob

Crime Mob

2004

the running, I'm gunning and they're ain't no way they going to miss you
M.O.B. are my niggaz, and when we come, we come hella deep
We stomping your ass

mean
Look, be outside when I pull up on the scene and I don't wanna hear about a trap queen
I see you twerking, but are you hurting
Good morning, I hear

the struggle
Not taking different for granted
Being Latino
Where blacks and browns are equal
Im surrounded by my people
Why is our
Culture viewed as lethal
I

now you ready for battle who you think you are loaded lux

Grab your partner dosey doe 
Grab your partner head to the floor
Grab your partner dosey doe

bothered by
Lacks of lust, mad at us for getting bags of bulk
Passed the push back to the back of us
That's what the cook has after lunch
That's

went to hell and made it freeze
I got enough potential nigga im the top crop and i make my 
Brain tough enough to pull out buck shot did you peep 
How i

that
I'm always in Harrods
I'm fillin' a bag
Them niggas ain't winners
Them niggas are mad
Gyal at my vids
And them bitches are bad
They get

I'm good like G double O-D
OG kush by the motherfuckin' oz
Hoes wanna roll with a young nigga so street
You ain't fuckin' Tory 'less you
Tryna hit

Eziah, Call Me When You Get This
T8LR, Where'd You Get That, Are You Crazy
Akim

Gimme the cheese
I gotta eat
I need a leash
All of my dawgs defeat,

got forty
Ratted out, and interrogated by the next morning
I know baby doesn’t want to
But what’s a baby if you can’t talk nice
I’m a devil like I told