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when I'm around, y'all hold y'all breath
I make murder music, my shit bang in the city
But they want me to chill since Janet showed titty

It's too much

straight
And fuck a crooked cop tell 12 to they face
They can suck a dick and suffocate slowly by the way
No Denzel nigga you will never catch me with

be by my lonely
I know some niggas'll pull up and dump it
I tell 'em to dump it, them niggas gon' dump it
These niggas, they act like they want it

cây viết mực viết cuộc đời như một bản tin tức
Sống phải tích đức, đừng khoác lác, làm hết sức
Rồi cuộc đời sẽ cho mày sự báo đáp bằng kiến thức
Left

facing
Fuck you silly lil' busters always hating
I got to get mine by any means, I'ma keep it trill all about that cream
Tonight I'm gonna see who's down

They say you not really getting money Then lemme Show you

Ran this bag up by myself, huh lil boy yeah ion owe you

I really like to sleep in on em

M 54
Still Asthmatic
You turn me up on 
My headphones a lil bit

Remember hammy downs from grandma crib
Still bag a bitch n a Walmart fit 
I'm

that like to bake
I heard my homie fake, cut em off he turnt to snake
But I'm still saying thanks

Cause I wouldn't be standing by myself
Shoutout to my

I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe

Woah, woah woah woah woah
Yung Orad nigga
One and only, Big Curezza
I may be paranoid I gotta keep a Weapon by the side, leggo
How the perky hit?

to a spot, we could burn up
Uh, learn some - been a real one since my past life 
Spiritual bish went to yoga
Came back wit a chocolate chip mocha
Lil pussy

so I made more aye
Cunts still think I ain’t done shit
But I still run shit
Got more ammo than a gun ship
This the rap game now ima run this
Not lil

what you want
This ain't what you want (What you want)
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want (What you want)

And it's like that, lil' bitch

Criminal Activity

The Mistahs

The Mistahs

G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's

(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in

bangin I bang suwoo
Niggas try to play me like I’m just some typa bitch
If I want y’all niggas dead and gone I’m gettin y’all boys kilt
If you eva cross

lil bro
I had to bail lil bro
Hop in a ghost bitch
Swear they be doing the most bitch
They know they ain't even close bitch
Ease on the bragging

When I do I won't forget ya
Last year
You ain't know a nigga
Now I look familiar
When you get a bag
I guess you start to look a lil different 
Especially

I should of beyblade yo fan base
But I came blame em for bein that foolish
Plus them 808s bang all up in the club
So major props to whoever produced

Keep yo hands up out my pockets 
Cause I'm shooting now 
Got to keep niggas in check 
Watch how I do it now 
We don't live by rules 
We shoot in

discussions
No problems pls
I want it all

You know I keep dat thing right by my side
Like it's my mane
And I'm not Lion

Oh oh oh oh oh

Ion know why she

on a bad lil bitch
Runing game on my madden shit
I been gettin money can’t be mad at shit
Nigga flexin u can have that shit
I might flex up on u wit a bad

I'll give you a taper
Like your father at work I'mma deal with you later
I feel like Lebron by the time that I'm 40 I'll probably be out in L A trying

just for a lil piece of change
I guess that half of y'all will really do anything
I see y'all niggas tryna act like y'all really bang
Man I don't

boo
Take you daily shopping girl buy you nike
You better by the day pretty face you my lil stunner
Sleeping every night be making babies
We do it how