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We hard bro 
I live by it everyday


Ka ka ka ka 
Roll up§
Endwd atwa ato so 
Pa pa pa aye aye 


I get pains in na joint 
Boy I no fit roll up 
Me

We hard bro 
I live by it everyday


Ka ka ka ka 
Roll up§
Endwd atwa ato so 
Pa pa pa aye aye 


I get pains in na joint 
Boy I no fit roll up 
Me

I can tell, yeah
Mmm, it's us

I can tell niggas jelly by the way they look
Pray to God my Glock don't jam, Lord knows I don't hook
Pull up

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'em clean
Gotta keep that thing by my thing 'cause it's bling bling (Hitboy)

I was on my block, gangways, all street signs
Ain't nobody good, fuck

when we moved shop down there by leman?
Do you remember at the room hoes caughtin' semen?
Do you remember I busted two with the green eye demon?
Yeah,

caught with a brick
Same day call my phone 4:36
I can see with one eye open like Slick Rick
Fuck the police that's why I rap about them bricks

I

to move

He think that it's safe to come walk by
Like fuck that shit, I be on bullshit
Why they talking, I emptied out full clips
I be chilling out, all in

y'all some offspring
I don't wanna end up like another Rick Ross stashing powder up under the box springs
I don't pop things 
I drink hella muddy
Shoo

fais à l'aise
Trois fois filtré j'évacue mon mal être
J'ai ves-qui toutes ces white hoes
Ils n'ont jamais eu besoin d'ellе
Y'a qu'à mon seigneur que jе

look racist
All of these hunnit on me ima facist
I put a box on the Glock it'll chase him
Rick o on my fit so I'm fitted
I came by myself ian bringing em

talkin' bout no bag
I want it, I cop it
The Rick, the swag
I know that I'm made for this just by the way I stand

We just point up to the sky and we look up

M Y I ain't wearing no ricks
This gortex I actually feel like a sink
In the back of the shoobs because I don't wanna mix
Extortion big buds like

patron
Never fall out by money
Cause' we gone' get some more
I'm from the streets, I won't fold
I just live by the code

My double cup is so dirty

Look at my Rick fit
Vuelo, vuelo y no me mareo
Tengo muchos hongos en mi armario
Te ves como Peach, entonces soy Mario
Quiero sentir, pero no puedo

Number Nine wit' the Prada, but lately I been fuckin' wit the Rick Owens
I just took yo hoe what you gon' do bout it?
Can't fuck wit' none of y

Holla at Me

DJ Khaled

Major Flavours, Vol. 2

2007

DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of

You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let

niggas gone eat like a potluck
I been dealing with my own shit by my lonesome
Niggas want my home bitch won't get up off my phone man
I just fucked a hoe

me niggas running rick
Why these niggas keep talking they shit
When my niggas the reason they mans in a spliff (Grrah-Grrah)
And these niggas jacking

I Am the Streets

Trae Tha Truth

Street King

you down
Rick Ross be the boss in the Phantom and all
Got round the clock rocks, spring, winter, and fall
Some of y'all might call me crazy
But

Big shout out to the one and only Khrysis
You a bad boy for this one, haha (yeah)
Let me tell y'all something, ha
Now, I've seen a lot of good

can do with that ho
Nothin' else, nothin' else

Niggas chop, pop ula's, ain't y'all worried 'bout it?
No baby mama's, just kiss her, she ain't gotta

I die by this shit
We always talk 'bout this shit
If I up the fire in this bitch, best believe someone gon' die in this bitch

Nigga gon' die in

pero mi sombra quiera ahora resurgir
mi cuerpo y alma no se puede dividir
la parca dijo se grande antes de partir.

I've been feeling like Rick N Morty