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got a story to tell
All real no frills
All real no frills
All real no frills
All real no frills
All real no frills

Boy you at ya OG, baby mama house,

And I've been on the grind
You can prolly tell (Right)
In 2018 I done drop 99 videos and
I ain't heard shit from double XL (Why)
I ain't got a platinum

the loot
Play that ass just like a flute
Then send that ass right back to you
Like Soulja boy I tell em
Yeah I’m a slick dope selling goodfella
Won’t be long

Hammer Dance

Slaughterhouse

Hammer Dance

step
While I got my gun in my pants call it the hammer dance
Uh, bitches dancing on a nigga when they feel the gun
I tell 'em we doing the hammer

Jump

French Montana

Jungle Rules

2017

feel like Pablo
Copped my first chain, was rose golden
White bitches on me like I'm Kobe
Turn my jewelry to my trainer
Tell em "ice me," 'cause I'm

you fu you is who you wasn't
I'm on fire like I hopped out the oven
I'm so high yea I'm baked
That boy dry point him to the lake
I get that loud in by

hand right, they dyking by tonight
Call the plug, bad news, tell the story 'til it's boring
Sounding sketchy and he know it, I don't care, I need my

soul brother number deuce
Damn he nice i'm thinking if you only knew
You could fuck with it or middle
Fingers up to your whole crew
Tell 'em the regular

Yea
Gwap Manny G
Let's get it
I'm balling tell em d up
I'm balling tell em d up
I'm balling tell em d up
I'm ballin tell em d up
I'm ballin tell em d

a nigga momma cerebellum
And they ain't ridin' man they tell them
I been slidin' with a 7, all titanium
Big boy sound
Jump around with a flame in 'em
Me I

with me , they my fucking soldiers
Pretty boy shit , no I ain't talking Soulja
Yea I'm selfish
Yeah I'm selfish

The Day

Mos Def

Pilot Talk

2010

Back to black and gold valleys
Dit knees with the creases
Pullin' youngin' by the coattails
Schoolin' 'em who the beast is
I pray this flow is dumb

of the Chaos 
Tell'em we bust'en our shit at the mayor
If he get caught up there's nothing ta save ya 
Gauge a spray ya break ya down to were
In front

Iz They Wildin Wit Us & Gettin Rowdy Wit Us?

Busta Rhymes

Extinction Level Event: The Final World Front

1998

nigga (wha)
No Limit nigga (wha)
Flipmode nigga (wha)
No Limit nigga (wha)
Flipmode nigga
Yo yo yo (here we go)

Coincide with yo boy check out

Mandy’s 

We stay with them bob da builders 

Tell them boys they better not panic 

Every time I ball without em 

I Remember when they left me stranded

bills falling yesterday
I heard 'em ask who fault it is then I spoke my name (Young Khalifa man)

It's like I'm talking to a stranger
A stranger,

multi-million dollar deals on the line, sign hah
Aye, and you be chilling yeah that's fine
Just don't come up talking that bullshit wasting my time yeah
Aye,

running w Desi

Depositing bills by the fifty

Shout out Brojam
He came thru w a switchie

Give em these shots

He need more than a kidney

A Swiss chess

For these are the times
You either crank that Soulja boy
Or that Soulja boy cranks you
Said shut the fuck, aye
Money moves only moves I make hoe

The Grand Finale

The D.O.C.

Concrete Roots

1994

scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so

Come on over hunnie 
And give your uncle Dolamite a kiss 
Well what you want baby? 

Would you tell me a story? 

You want me to tell you

wheres ya rhyme tell me buck wheat.

[Buck wheat]
Buck wheat is a waskal
thats no Chrismas
and all the toys, boys and girls
fuck ya wishes
I got happy over

Only love you
When it benefit em

They can’t tell me nothing
Bet these niggas never suffered
Why they say be humble
Boy I’m from the Fucking Jungle
You

won't ever pay no stress (fuck em)
Twitter talking, all that 'RaRa like you can't get caught by death
Shawty put them hearts up on my story think she DTF