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that shit, you know what I'm sayin'
All these rappers sayin' get another rapper
Y'all boy gay as hell
Stole that nigga's songs and leaked them off

That

good lookin' boy
Yeah Madgesdiq 
Elite Beat, yeah
It's that collabo
It's a blessin' in disguise remix ish
Yeah
That Reggae that Hip Hop
That Funk that

Put that boy on tv now its first degree
And that bitch nigga know he cant fuck with me
No shirt see the gun by the boxer briefs
Tryin tee off on me now

up the whole scene (brrt), fur on the monster bed
Layin' next to the stove, I gotta bag
Twelve-twelve, fingers on cramped, grab the pipes by

light, hip hop poster boy like I got mics
Got Sprite, 'Number 45' with some hot rice
Duck twice, then I'm coming hard with a brock right
'Ruff Ryde' like

Take 'em on a chase 'cause we never stop (12)
I just been countin' up cheese a lot (cheese)
We the one got the block fever hot (ha)
I call the pot

saw my Velorex stack think I'm so sexy
But that's not what I mean by you can't fuck with me
REMIX
Fuck Janos and John
They pulled the rug so I want them

I had to do it (YEAH)
its what the streets want
D-Block
mothafucka
the hood series
remix

blow it up, kiss of death
when it drop, they gon cop like

Ghetto B.I.

Channel Live

Armaghetto

2000

Clinger
We still bring the hardcore with r&b singers
While the beast ask you out like hoes on Jerry Springer

Yo rally hot boys feel so sick
And I

Ghetto B.I.

Channel Live

Armaghetto [Clean]

2000

bring the hardcore with r&b singers
While the beast ask you out like hoes on Jerry Springer

Yo rally hot boys feel so sick
And I won't stop 'til I'm

by my side

Desviamos todas as atenções
Mas  calma , estamos só de passagem
O Drip chora em mim e nos meus boyz "yeah " Nigga essa é a vantagem

Só

aimin' at him, like, "Do the drop"
I smack the cobble out a gobblin' blogger
Togglin' robbers with my saliva as hot
As a pot of lava and guapa
My mob has

let it do what it do baby
You hot
I just let go
You make me lose control
boy you know I can't say no
Fizzoo
Gotta let it do what it do baby

Verse two

Welcome to the world where people feed off evil
I know it's wrong but it feels so right
Tomorrow has to be a better night
If you getting money better

to die
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?"
"Of course we do, we know who you are"

I had to do it (YEAH)
its what the streets want
D-Block
mothafucka
the hood series
remix

blow it up, kiss of death
when it drop, they gon cop like

Wha' What Wha' What

Pras

Ghetto Supastar

1998

should've eased up
Wha' What Wha' you got me fed up, get up or shut the f up 
You done f'ed up, 8 or 9 enough even if she has seven runner up
Like

Fresh in this bitch like a new one hot boy shit
Nigga fuck around and get blew up fareal
Play da cut get stalked down fuck a drive by ima walk down
Got my

How the fuck you trapped here and I ain't seen you boy you hella green
Post up by myself I'm Usain Bolt when woday bail on me
Sell a fuckin smack up

Better Know man should've
Knew I never said it by mistake
My t-shirts make more money than your mixtape
I tell a boy Boy Better Know
It's money making

and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this

Boy you better pray, I got that...

(Hot, hot, hot) 



Boy you better pray I walk with Jesus on a bad day 

Boy you better pray, I keep that heater,

Stat Quo baby, Atlanta's own in this thang
Uh, uh

I stays by my 'fetti baby, big boy Chevy baby
Choose a pimp, hop on in
Only if you're ready baby
Ain't

I Spy

Krept & Konan

I Spy

real (real)
We're the last ones left (the last)
Suck your mudda (ha)
I said it with chest (you know)
I spy with my little eye (yes)
Something