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humble
All of my guys, we keep it on hunnid
Never fold commas on my mind, but it's not the goal

I got three words, family over everything
Two feet, run it

Riding through the 9-1-4 totin' Mac-10
And by Mac-10, I'm talking bout my mouth then
These lyrics just like bullets
How I shoot you in your ass, friend

Come Get It [Street]

DJ Hurricane

Come Get It

1999

keyrings
Bra top, lots of G-strings, havin weed dreams
I'd be Queen if this the 1900's
cause niggaz gon get it, and E'RYBODY want it
I'm totin bags, eyes

Rip rip odb
Ok I'm always living like its a year ahead
And it takes two steps with two feet for one to get over it and ahead
And
I'm too laid back,

got a hot six pack, yeah drop the beat, dawg smell my feet, rewind baby let's run it back.

cter cter in McD's, playin' games in Chuck E Cheese. He

więcej niczego wbrew sobie
By zyskać szacunek hajs cokolwiek
Nigdy już nie i dlatego człowiek
To ten którego co dzień widzę w lustrze
To nowa płyta i liczę

Toad oil slick Jumping out da beat
Masada that's M.E. A different type of a Ninja
Myati By yo Mean I stand by Word
Hidden in the Leaf Sage Mode elements

on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck

I'm on Pluto getting domed by indigo hoes
These smurfs love my hose they really petite
Makes my dick look like 2 feet
Turning green they envy
How I

ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015

Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get high
Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by

into a structure
That we bury niggas beneath
I'm the X factor like I'm the multiplier
I put you 6 feet under you praising false messiahs
Y'all niggas

-T-R-A, yeah I slay, yeah she E-X-T-R-A, by the way 
O-M-G Iʼm E-X-T-R-A 
Extra extra like O-M-G, I love when everyoneʼs looking at me
Extra extra like O-M-G, I

seven ways to get paid (Get paid!)
Chevy riding high (High) with the bass beating heavy (Heavy)
I-10 by ten traffic moving steady
What you need me to move

you see the gas light come on
And you still try to ride on “E” you sleep

Sleep (6x)
Let ‘em sleep
Sleep (7x)

In the streets, he go by the name of Bone A-R-K
E-N-J, he sippin' on
White shirt, black pants on the phone, arguing with his mama how he not taking

and Ten everything for Zeke hopping out on feet
Im Z I P real stepper zipping shit up in my sleep
Bless these niggas with the blicky finna baptize they

equilíbrio ( 2x)
Lava minha alma purifica minha mente Traz paz e equilíbrio e força
pra nossa gente Dai conforto a seus filhos com sua energia Trás luz a
nosso

a xan (that boy got rocked)
Balenciaga on my feet, these not no Vans (Belenci)
I turn a 20 to a 50, make it flip
I turn a 7 to a 10, make her lit
I turn

the fame you can chase with big shades/
Fast days accumulate drawin' x's on the dates/
Premonitions of my fate feeling like a head case/
ccting wild like

daughters nigga
Shoutout to E-40 for the hustle
That he taught us

Got 10 different hustles
I could pick one nigga
Got 10 different hustles
Got 10 different

But when can we do it next 

In the back of the lex we can have s.e.x

Sex

I want to take you out to eat baby 

Buy you shoes for your feet baby

Your

message.
Why you only call me when it's quarter past 10?
ccting like I was just a one night stand.
Now I gotta go and find a brand new man!


Chorus: 
Lover

dogs --- bitches
So move when we come through, of course with a gun or two
So tell me now, what the fuck niggaz gonna do
H-E-NN-Y, pissy off shots

my blood and all my sweat and all my tears is killing me
I succeed at everything i do why you hatin me

B.L.A.D.E. baby hey baby you just gotta look