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like a rat
I can teach you a thing or 2 about trappin
Bands coming to me like a magnet
Need a lil bitch that be actin fuckin ratchet
My glocks never lock

change the game so you changed the way you play
At first it was hard but you chose you're heart
Now its getting easier by the day
But the worst of both

On my block
Erribody got big whips
Wide bodies, bending some big hips
D boys never giving out statements
So many rats here looking for placement
In

garbage
All y'all need to stop it
When my album drop
You need to cop it
They say I sound like Tech N9ne
With fucking Logic
Mix a little bit of Eminem
With

Gang
Boy, I start on one, I let y'all know
This gon' be the hardest and realest album y'all heard in a minute
Boy, it still ain't go
Ayy, I'm that

fuckin' hoes all fiends
This album gon' go hard praying platinum in this bitch, your bitch a whole ass whale Lookin' like moby dick, huh (Bitch)
Lets go,

stupid like baby n'em
My pockets me full why you saying sum
Ain't nobody around can't be saying nun
And I heard you a rat so I'm snaking 'em
And the way I

good, but they still be jailhouse rats
They do shit like send the police in your cell to find a pack
After they cooperate, lieutenant give you all your

in the night
I can say the N-Word, just because I'm not white
She got beef with everybody in the class, is that right
Fuck you get beat up in two days

constriction I Love it comes to a finish

Drop the spliff with my Timbs hit n then snuff it

This writings for me but seen by the public

Ima open book open

J'lâche une bastos, sans forcer
Que des 6-0, sans forcer
On joue à Rolland K-Sos, sans forcer
94.0, sans forcer

Danew By Rohff, bob DT
C'est l'été

than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got

who you fuckin as long as you Zelle'n
She look like Aaliyah
She One in a million
Step on that stage and she making a killin
Surrounded by Gs that sell

n-nothin' if if you want it to
I got tears in my eyes

Packs of the loose
Gon' past the blues
The whole crew came through
And we all went rude
And we not stay

hoping that you trap
I'm just hoping you try to try me
Get drag around by your suit tie
You can catch me in the foreign city
Where they don't even know I

hit the ground running (Running)
I'm so stunning
Wherever I go imma still be gunning (Aye)
Imma be something won’t all be for nothing
Call it triple N

a split 
I gotta be rich 
Ima be rich
 
Verse 1:

I gotta be rich 
Sack bout as big as it Get 
Pack bout as loud as it get 
Water my neck and my wrist 
Car

summer my younging hunger rise quick, why this?
Watching son die living gods sin, Minds bent on my final hour n the time spent

Bare witness 
The Nile

we're given
This is coalition, not an opposition
Not gonna do a fat lot with Keith
Better of if Jedward got his seat
Cannot keep their rat hands off your

(Aye)
Halos in the clip (Aye)
Came up on a bag
Popping these tags
In the new jag
Woah, Don't want to brag but you know my bi***es is bad
Lil N***a Im up

opportunity, I hopped in the stew
Ion need no one else, it's just me n the crew

I get them fast like the speed in my raps
Corny industry game yo this shit full

ain't hold that,
Look back,
Say it again,
H A Y D E N,
Look back,
Know my name,
See me I got my own rave,
Cd's or radio wave,
Play the game high no

imitate’n ass rappers ain’t fuck’n with us justice for us because where just us.

It’s that fifty on all man attack I’m all that and yo space out with rat

Hold Up

Stat Quo

Street Status

2006

when I do it sound like the trap, 
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap, 
I'm just hoping you try to try me, 
Get drag around by