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know who I do this for
Watch me kick down the door
Yeah posted in my section
Got on white like Casper Ghost
Success is near by
I can feel it's really

supposed to die
Consequences for a nigga playin' with the guys

I don't wanna hear that shit, cut a mid song
I ain't twiggin' on no tray, you roll mid

when I hear that mac click clack
Dead weight hit the ground give you that full mac
My trigger finger
Don't fear the reaper
Bet I can delete him
9 mm
Yeah

cause Zee been runnin' fuckin' routes
And lately, a nigga just been on one
Big ass pack out from Cali, you can't clone this
VLONE on my body, yall lil

Say you speaking my language
Hell nah you don't hear what I'm saying
Real love hell nah I ain't playing
Pull up have a real conversation
Yeah say you

downtown clutching that thang
I'm from Houston, Texas, I got lean all in my veins
When you hear this song go crank yuh' whip up and go swang
I be grippin'

bout who round them?
Cuz I'm thinking honestly they wouldn't hear a sound
But when I'm round all these people hear that capping out they mouth
Shut

alone
(Fuck off)
Tell me how did you get my number
I'm always on my ones lil mama (My ones)
I wouldn't care if she 10/10
But she never really is and I

was lucky enough to hear a hiss
Don't really fw the cheese but I was told I'm good at making Swiss
Bet they be asking like when tf is this lil nigga

She said she needed coaching
I knew that lil bitch hopeless
Yeah I gave her what she wanted
Then i dumped my hear 'inna ocean

I realized you're

Walk around Atlanta in a purple Moncler
Money long, blonde hair, I don't care

Ain't that your lil' girlfriend standing over there
She walked over,

like Planet of the Apes

Skinny nigga, but I call my twin, he shoot like moni Bates
Turnt lil' nigga, swear if you listening to my songs, then it's too

gangsta,
Lil nigga just stick to rappin
I done hop out cars
Just ask the opps you think i cappin
And I ain't even tryin' and them people think i snappin
How

seats black outside orange like the bengals
Stupid lil bitch tellin me that she is leavin' (What)
I just get the bag my nigga fuck all the grievin'
One

Don't hit my phone when I'm up don't wanna talk now
If you ain't talking bout that green ion wanna hear a sound
Got lil Swervo in the cut he knock ya

over
I think about the past that shit kills my soul
Aye, hey
Ima break a check up told lil shorty "do it my way"
I don't like to stunt but I love to hear

a lil limp in that walk, ay
You know I'd die for the wock, ay
You say that Lan3 don't know what he be doing but I think that it's lookin evident
That

he cap in his raps
Speak on the gang and get took off the map Map, map, map
I make fye shit, I don't even gotta try Try to up your lil' gun, bet

on a lil' trip, I'll be back
Anybody looking for me, just tell 'em that I'm

I'm on my way to Cali to see my bitch (say what?)
I'm on my way to New York

Freestyle

Paul Wall

The Houston Hard Hitters, Vol. 4

2000

We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face

I got too much money, too

Big Bang Theory

CPO

Tha Eastsidaz

2000

a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses

It's goin down by the year 2 G
I'm goin be flyin through

Swamp Nigga

Master P

The Best of Tru

2005

from the south (playaz from the south ? ? ? gs)
That muthafuckin g
I got beats by the pound, just like quarter keys
Klc put it on the scale so y'all

different from yours (that's right)
It's the law for me to get in your drawers
I run the city of course, they call me Mr. Diddy, the boss
You know me,

different from yours (that's right)
It's the law for me to get in your drawers
I run the city of course, they call me Mr. Diddy, the boss
You know me,