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don't want to waste my time on the bullshit
While I wait to get called out the bullpen
All I want to do is go for the full send
Smash that target like

the green
There ain't no way can't rub on this D

Just got the link for the brand new gauge
I done spoke on half their names
Now this bad B don't like my face

and the minute that you fall off, best believe that she'll be gone
Watch out for the homies that you keep on your team
Make sure that they really got your back by

a hundred rounds, let the barrel pick
And we gon' sit here, wait for the Darryl Gates

[Verse 13: Twista]
b*tch I got lords and gangstas, show me where them

wrist 
DaDaDaDa
DoDoDoDo
Serving junkies and fiends is what it seems 
Selling all this green was his major dream of counting cream was his
"Drug Abuse"

the same to him whether any of you conceal his speech or declare it openly, whether
He hide by night or go forth freely by day

For each person there are

Wait back it up a minute who this? (W-w-who this?)
I with the fucking new shit (New shit)
Get the bag nigga not chicks (Yaah)
Why your girl be steady

all pretend.. 
And I ain't wit it - I spit real feelings..
Heart lost the warmth for them cold millions.
You gon' lose your homies when you tryna get

Knuckle headed hooligans
Jalopy's what we pulled up in
Right up by the Kangaroo
Had jungle juice
And bread to spend
KC in the driver seat
Dweller in

on proving)
How steep the movements
Hope you listened
In the beginning
And I'm winning it by killing
The melanin villain
Chilling in the millions
Nobody filling

you not gonna hit me first
You niggas pussy, that's Tanta familiars
Shocking his soul for that green, that'll really hurt
I'll do the hit, you gon give

Tear Off The Roof
By R.Smith Featuring        
The Ville & Ayse Fox

Open up them doors on the 87 cutlass
T tops dropped out
Chrome out
Custom
2 tone

fuck with us
We living in Brooklyn dreams
Still blazing on greens
In a room covered by steam
Bih we living it now
Too much smoke bitch can't inhale
Pull

find him 

In the jungle I can blend but wait till I find them 

Ima take it from the roots and piece them stem by stem 

Then Dash in the car, reverse

empty handed stab me in my back
These niggas folding just for some racks
I never folded can't be no rat
Said they bout what all they do is chat
Nigga you

better wait one minute
I ain't say nothing I don't know who done did it
It ain't even start it's about to begin
I swear I really hope I'm forgived for my

you there

Either way I'm in, make some change again
Take your chances for a spin
If its a Brawl ill prolly win, but

I am more Ultimate
Melee and 64

to shoot a rifle
We ain't homies you got it backwards dog. Jesus christ dude
I'm not scared by you
If you're coming for my spot
This is a haiku.
Why shit so

and wait

(You just touch me and I melt)
(I know I'll always be the one for you)
(Yes, I always knew)

Jump him in
Tryna hit with my brother
Bitch,

Unit, it's time to attack our prey
So make way for hip-hop's Green Beret
Bring on the refills, you see we feel
The name of the blame game
Is kill or be

where you
Better watch yo back now
Cause nigga, laws nigga the code we live by
Don't wait for later, do it now
Boy it's do or die i nigga, be's nigga
I'm

Please don't ever think I won't
Wait
Gun talk I don't like it
So your gas talk
I wont buy it
No time for the games bro
I'm on a mission
No girl can make me

wait
Unc bouta pull up
Throw shots at his face
He bouta slide, chase
But only for bread 
You would think he a bank
Loud in the air, bass
We put em high

Yeah, dropping this heat for the flame
Know that the city to blame for all of the tracks that wonder done put in the grave
Wait, this one sound