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was dumb
What the fuck have you lot done?
(Oh my days, oh my days, oh my days)
Shellings, I made juice, life gave me lemons
You lil' fuck boys do my

never touched road
But I know where my G's at
Sly man act Shady
Watch career go Relapse yeah
They try and take my throne my title
They like 'Come let's

Bangin One5ive but surrounded by Cs & the rakes 
I’m up that’s the reason they hate
We gone bust down the P till it turn into shake
Sell dat cus i need

Don't play bout da fam
And Don't play bout dem racks
Yo bitch can get trained
I stay by the tracks
She got good brain
I'm pullin out her tracks
Yeah 
I be

came up to the North so I took him to the South
If the ting dem snore she ain't sleeping at my house
I caught him by the tail, I ain't playing with

Me ask me ex, "Where de loyalty been?"
(What?)
Must be dey inna de garbage bin
Dawg me can't even give she a ring
'Cause me know she friend dem woulda

meanwhile I exercise. I got it from the ground
He was running-ing his mouth
Then Lil' Retep knocked him out
Had that nigga begging for his life like dem boys

on the floor
I ain't even have no clothes
Dang where did my soul go
Dab it in yellow I'm gettin dem bands
Keep me a shoota I think he from France
Die poppin

Going dumb In this bitch
Prolly off
On dem jiggas
Hit for a couple stacks
Do my money dance
In the paint
Give a fuck
What you think 
Some where high
Off the stank

Chorus 2x]
I heard dem boyz got plenty dough
I heard dem boyz smoke nothin but drough
I heard dem boyz takin ova ya know
And that's the way dem boyz

Bang

Joe Bear

Hwy E.: The Compilation, Vol. 2

2006

screamin in the back of the club louder than Lil' Jon

[Chorus]

You now lookin at the hood meal ticket seven thou on my wrist
It's kinda hard to keep

bustin shit down at the playground, but my shooters don't play round
We was toatin dem  pistols, but now we got drakes now
But listen, I had to go get it

lépjünk
Az olvadó világban a romok közt a porban
Azi graffitivel van tele a blokk
Faszt érdekel az, hogy hogy lettél milliomos
Jah, ay
Jön majd egy

Came inside this bitch they looking for me
Im the one they want
Did alot of shit just to get to wherever where I want
Tic tic yea perfect timing

as shit on my way where I can find niggas
Don't go to sleep I'm outside wit dem guys nigga
How the fuck you keep the piece niggas uneducated
They don't want

we let bridge dem burn like grabba
Woi, four in the cliz and one in the headie
Hand no shake, man, hold that steady
You man love pose with the ting

low
Take a Ride
Bad Bitch she'll pop it if I say so
Makin' plays gettin' dough I call it Playdough
Lil nigga Take a Ride
Ride wit me destination

K.I.N.G and mean every letter
Watch me fuck on lil' mama by mistake
Why can't I have and eat my cake?
Them Niggas rolling with 12 like Fin and Jake
You talk

The Realest

Scarface

J-Prince Presents: Realest Down South

1999

The real, for real , Rap-A-Lot Mafia Aaaaaahhhhh
It-wa it-wa it wa it was......
It was once said by your man who wouldn't quit
Stop bullshittin'

Yea
My lil lady she be doin the most
She boujie bad
But she don’t like to boast
I’ll do the dash
like I drive for dem folks
You play with mine
Well you

U may got dem hands 
But I got dem fingers 
Extendo  da clip 
Sticks on da trigger 
Sway to the side 
Come up an light 
Try to take height 
Catch um

hesitate let you hop in the whip
Young niggas mesmerized by ya lil body
Won't hesitate to dip if you trip
Bitch you a trip stop all that popping (Yea)
I know

he ain't catching no sleep
And plus it's envy all around him ain't no trust in dem streets
And you can't play round with yo nose, cause that shit not

this talk but not living It
Talking tall but no ticker in
MmmWhy these men got no balls
Why dem girls on all fours
Where's the self respect gone
They all