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to everybody, shout to all y'all man, shout to Li'l Man, shout to (Miss Gartley) Dough Boy
Shout to Napo The Original 1500s, (Lupe), Bishop G
L-U-P-E, we still

I put the gun down, beat you with Bruce Lee
My bitch set him up, I rob him, waist deep
Better put gloves on when you finna handle me
Halloween masked

I'm ready to fire on all my opps, let a nigga tempt me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die, I bet lil' Jon goin' down in history
'Cause I've been

Lil Poppa
And they took Bub, I'm tryna catch an opper
Ayy man, they took my brothers
We bought hella choppers
I can't leave the scene until
I hit

I'm too high, bitch I can't hear, ask me why, cause I'm not near
I used to be slime rob all my peers, My lil' brudda died, I don't got fear
I used

mad that his girl wanna pic
Debo hit his lil ass with a brick
Heard he died
Oh shit who did it?
Glocks don't jam, we got two switches
I can't beef with

a nine on me
Right by the side of me
My niggas ride for me
These bitches lie to me
Are you gone slide or no
Do my lil time or no
Tell me it's real
Tell me

put me in it
I know the truth you not innocent
She got excited by my Louboutins
Hop in my Lambo fuck her
We don't speak again
She didn't know I was

store before
I hide my weed, I hide my pen, I can't let him know

Cops and robbers, gunned him down, I got the gun to his dome
Got the drop, and I'm

niggas dont wanna be ops
Lotta guns n dey dirty lil nigga we need new props
I got one in the head so dis clip got 32 shots
Im really a killer lil nigga

know it's cold out
That choppa noise right to his head he finna fold out
Man we can't play with them lil niggas they gone hold out
Man they just sold out

Drop Dead

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

never knew! did you? you worm.

We had special atomic glasses made...by women optometrists who promised never to tell!

We learned how to hide secret

feel me
I gotta keep that glock on me, can't lil Tim me
Please stay by my side
Just tell me you love me if you not ready to die

If you my brother then I

a problem 
Trillionaire mindset, plus he'll rob you
Ain't breakin' shit down, come cop it
Guaranteed soon as we spot him, we got him
As soon as we can, we

Reality

Tha Dogg Pound

Dogg Food

1995

motherfuckas) (reality)
(Blast they ass)
There's nowhere for me to turn (all out fuckin' war)
There's nowhere for me to hide from reality (reality) (oh)
Can

of death lil' n-, tell me why would I go hide
Spin for hood, yea we gone slide
Spin for hood, yea we gone slide
Gettin' to the cho you know I'm on a quest,

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like

then bro get the same wrist
We take the same risks
Sorry lil baby I really can't take pics
I gotta make mines
Police be asking I told em I make rhymes

and a Ferari
(Lil Wayne)
Yea, But I like that Bentely
(Baby)
All that's cool shorty, You can get this if you with me
Let me run it down to ya bout this

mixing codeine with this seltzer?
Take down an addy, im boostin' my health up
Tryna get out of the game, I fuck with Lil Dylan, im black, he white, we

Took a trip down the block
I seen lil rock
With Young Joc's
And mad shots
White filling up his tube socks
A black nigga tryna figure how he Can make

catchin' you too (Done)
All you can hear is "Doo doo doo doo doo"
(Ew) you can run
You can hide but we slidin' on you
Send a guy in the sky and he glidin'

by Gima but the shit came from Scotland
The way I made the glass go
Bitch, we steppin' on them niggas, ayy, steppin' on them niggas
Bitch, we

cell, Lil' Boobie had died
Remember how I felt when E got shot
I was ridin' 'round with the heat 'round town
Remember first time when we got tried