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for the season
Might spend a couple bands for no reason
Remote start, I ain't got to put the keys in
Anybody roll with me look decent
If she pay for

Used to work late, at night
Why I only got to sleep in the morning
All work makes Jack a dull boy
But me I didn't heed that warning
Now I don't take

Woah I will
I will I will I will I will
If I said I will
Every second every minute passing by me I cannot chill
Straight up
Feel threatened my voice

broads like trash
You'll catch a blast if you move too fast
I talk with class
You don't have to ask
Getting everything by flash and cash
Fighting

We Get It

MC Eiht

Tha8t'z Gangsta

key or the Chevy Impala
Tight grip on my dick like a ??
When I bust
You turn at 9 I'm gon' burn
Taking over ya block got cash to earn
y'all learn ya

watch his hoodie detach 
No wonder our names get put in the raps, nigga

She gon' roll my weed (yeah)
She gon' pour me up (yeah)
Valet where my key

mother's dick, asshole
" all that shit hit it DMX
Check it out now, to my man, KRS-One
To my all time brother Scott La Rock
He's in here forever right about

Degrees
4 For 4 sound's frosty
2 Cost like
$9.60

He cheat on
Me spend my
Cash
Crashed my car
You should Ditch
That
4 By 4
Infinity

Get it that's
A
Wendy

get lost in the tide
This shit ain't no playground
Can't let no shit slide
Got this cheese by myself
That's that Provolone
Used to sleep in my whip
Like

booked
Forty years all over a suicide mission
I'll be fifty-eight when them niggas get out of prison
Whether by luck or fate
I could've been in the system

Real One/Real Nigga

Troy Ave

Major Without a Deal

2015

on top, free Rum from the box
Free money or blocks, key white like them Sox

I made my name up in these streets like a real nigga
I keep them pistols in my

come ups, for some nice cash
Pistol whip you then it's road-runner
Time to dash shady 380 got death in my sock
Better have a key cuz I got shit on lock

I couldn't even keep a lil cash in my britches
Way before twenty twenty they ain't wanna see that I had the vision
I guess they feel like it's Fifa

the industry, I'm staying to devour
Got Drizzy and Don in the club, after hours
Gotta use the Benjamin's to snort all that powder, yeah
I make all the cash
I ball

running up the cash by the Boat load
I keep hustling I make it back 10 fold
I don't really give a fuck I'm an asshole
I make money when I want I got cash

doesn't remain
Cause I still back in when I park little man
I still check my mirrors
When I'm parked little Man
And still keep my cash in my sock little man

twenties and he got a patek, I'm born to really hold the game by its neck, in 5th grade frees-tying with my boy SHcQUON, he became one of the best, we came

a humble past, three years living expense in cash, now my signature is considered

An autograph
Adverse possession, test drive your vision, rough

cash from the business
Hat turned back like im Ash when he pitches
Dash like the flash put the keys in ignition
You prance in the high beams then damn I

and and bring it back
First job I was only 8 matter fact
after school slang in papers by the stacks
when you was playing tag 
I was trying the get the cash 
From

a little Kevin, I got her in heaven
I'm drumming on W.A.P
I swizz up the beat
T-H and L-C
Achieve higher octaves B4
I get to unleashing her keys
Mind playin

A lot of cash move night time in the business
Met a bad bitch I done fucked her by the week
If I made a bad move I die with the keys

These niggas don't

off all his shit
I hear the car pull in now I find a place to hide
I get inside the closet leave it cracced open slight
The keys jingle then he walks in

my legacy
I got them bags on my eyes from the long nights and grinding
I'm trying to turn that shit to cash
I got a baddie from out in the bay, yeah we