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bags and a digital scale and
Rubber bands all by the money counter
Got raid spray you know how the bugs be
Got a fan in the window by the love seat
And I

by the pound
Man this top two bitch fit ball for a nigga i run the lil hoe outta town
Nah nah five hundred and fifty-six it's green tip seven hundred

and a bag for him (blep)
That's that shit that make your stomach weak
Catching butterflies like we rolling 100 deep
Got a hundred wolves see a hundred sheep

Easily I Approach

Shawty Lo

Units in the City [Clean]

2007

(intro)
I'm da man round here capish,
Brown paper bag ol dope boy money,
Ol dope boy money,
(chourus)
I'm da man round here capish, small face

her no ma'am 
Bag on my feet 
Off of my seat
I'm like "oh man"
Snow when I speak
I know what I need
I'm rolling the dough man 
I can't be trippin' all

the gram, I could really dump a hundred out the can
Have you running looking for your other mans, now you out here crying about your brother man

I don't

Dead man by the bundle, you can join if you wanna
Why she dissing on a nigga? I ain't stuntin' on a ho
I got money, I said, I can transform any ho

And Selling it as Runtz
Fuck a 100 grand
I need a milli man
Im tryna cop some real estate
In every city man
We got big dreams
We need a lotta cake
If you

Big cash bitch, haha i got my nigga, man
Harry Fraud in this bitch
Harry Cash to be exact, yeah
(La música de Harry Fraud)

Big bag full of cash

Chilling with the guys on an m way ride
No one hundred twenty-five but we're cruising by
Not Kano but I know I'm made in the manor
Vibe all night

(Yeah) i got the flame

(Ayy)
Looking at my watch go dumb sick
Ima spin your block then dump shit
Ima rock bape with the hundreds
Pulling up wit goons By

wrong with you? What the-?)
(That was a trick by the white man)
Brr, brr, brr, boom, boom, boom

Some shit never gets old
You know how the story goes

is a $100k? I'm having more inside my bank,
I spent a bag on my lady just to see her smile,
I need a bag if they want the kid in front of crowds,
I

to war and we come back tenaciously 
I smoked an ounce by myself call it therapy 
Came out of therapy with a new recipe 
Man it's so crazy they'd call it

because you bitter
Body bag the track that's a fact pull the zipper (Damn, Jersey Gore)
We got lyrics for days we bring the sun out
Five hundred rounds go

seventeen-hundred on a fuckin' hoodie
I'll pull a hundred out, yappin' all twenties
He cap packing with the bag, he sellin' all Cookie
If the dope route slow up,

We Ball

Young Thug

Wins and Losses

2017

flossin'
Hundred bands every time I walk in
If you keep it trill you'll get a blessing for it
Deep down in the trenches with that Wesson on me
My mama,

by the weekend only fans
Working working working anything to get the bag
Birkin birkin birkin give a fuck about a man

In the night time I'm a villain

the shoulder lean please don’t approach me unless u got a notary she say her man over seas she want me in her ovaries
Bag up these bitches please tell me what my

Fuck up out my face
Hundred on the dash watch it as I hit the race (Yeah)
Man, fuck a briefcase
Throw it all in the duffle bag I'm making my way (Yeah)

Holocaust (Silkworm)

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

window 

Now see, pull up to say, y'all be amazed me 

Tony Starks, spaceship, ran by a daughter's cellar 

Only man out, walked through hell

marijuana bands
I met a grower in Cali, no money man
These niggas actin' just like me, no funny cam
Rap is a gamble, I just bet a hundred grand
Ridin'

Firm Fiasco

AZ

The Album

1997

just for keeping
The ice cold, yeah we were legends and we still are

Two hundred fallen angels, we balling from every angle
Heavy bag gold, panamania

the drummer man
And I told the bitch I got the 100 bands
He want some beef you don't know what he's up against
Got that f.n its stuck its my Cullinan lurk