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and lost her stomach
Mhm Oyyy
Always stay lowkey
But when i’m off the don swear that really not me
Once I took two four
Fade-away
Wakin up seein two
Like I’m

Two K's, Kobe
It's three, It's me
When I see you
Sumo
When I see you
Slim
You rap niggas be confusing me
Claiming that she yours
And you just passed

quadruple the math
I need a two seater stick shift the moves real fast
A gang of big booty hoes lawd, that's all I ask
Looking good, I'm celebrating my

Yeah yeah yeah
I'm a wait by the higher gate
For them to try and escape 
And knoc em straight 
You can see tomorrow 
And still die today
The amount

Yeah, alright
You already know who it is
It's that part two off the mixtape bro I'm coming at you with heat bruh
I'm telling you right now, got some

Yeah, yeah yeah, uh and if you feel the vibe
Put your hands to the sky
And ride with the Kid
Southwest fly by and slide with the Kid
Uh huh, yeah

walk head held high
Guided by a distant light
Burning bright against the sky
So let the whispers softly fade
Into the silence of the dawn
With

if it breaks
In two it will break in four
Coz I ain't been healed
From the break before
And I trust in you like you trust the Lord
And we pray

and hookin', finessin'
Run up get done up, I keep me a weapon
You can get killed right by 7 11
You can get killed at like 7:11
Takin' my time countin' all

get saying hatin' shit about me, You'll  never test
We want this shit right now, What the fuck is a next
Jimmy Hendrix with guitars, Nirvana, I'm a star

a crime
This better be over by the end of June, please
Or this is as pointless as the Super League
Don't mess with me Boris, you are fat
Now it's time for

Anti Narco Gang 
Came in this to do one thing 
To murder every rapper one shot two bangs  
Not like JFK but I do this everyday 
Plotting and scheming

Yeah, HoodKlik dot com, Trinity, Siddie
Introducing Keysha Brown, On De' Grind enterprise
Come Ride for Me
Oou, yeah, Ride for me, Cry for me Die for

Yep
Nights like this... huh
Make you realize how far we done came
We done built a brand, we own all the rights, haha
Bombay sipping, woodgrain

history
Two triple O back in the do, bout to drop tops with the
Boy Big Moe
Screwed Up Click we super thick, been dropping hits
Since '94
Now y'all know

It's no mistake
I'm not living to get rich
On my sleeve
My bag still has many tricks
Walked right by you
Said you'd hit a lick
When we pull up

crowded
Release the rounds
P- pow pow
Bars for dayes
No body is safe
Shake up the game
Like Lamar Jackson
When he’s making a play
Right stick juke juke

In the Hood

Bun B

Restless

2006

Now see, the definition of a real nigga
Is about it, in this motherfucking song right here
You know, it took two real niggaz to collab
And make

same way
Same way, none of my brothers dem basic
All my brothers dem walk wid Jesus
None of my brothers dem lame (hear dat?)
One or two of dem still

(Let's go)
I don't regret over nothing
I don't do small talk end of discussion
If it's bout numbers I count by the dozen
Speaking on talent they

you
Call Upon Your Gods
Religion has left you
Now the final hour
Cross the final line
Life will end , but there is no end to time 

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
It

of the act right
A snow storms comin' avalanche
Warning pullin' the plug
You won't make it to the morning

Half of these cats are tough like
Pac can't walk

cause I'm right under the sun
Just get some weight off my shoulders cause it feels like a ton
But I ant going anywhere where I cant carry a gun
Never mind

and now he out the way[01:48.23]I'm the type to pull up at your home and now I'm at your place[01:51.17]And I'm the type of nigga to pull up and spit right