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profits 
Trigger finger itching cause I know they wanna get me
Niggas tried to rob me but they wasnt fucking wit me 
Its fucked up you gotta live yo life by

Dead it dead it dead it
Could of just left my YG to kweff it
And you won't be saved by the Lord
Won't be saved by no paramedic 
I got big teeth now back

Dead it dead it dead it
Could of just left my YG to kweff it
And you won't be saved by the Lord
Won't be saved by no paramedic 
I got big teeth now back

Make him run
Take his gun
Rob that nigga den pay him none
Talk that shit you gone pay the fund
RIP tray we gone raise his son
Wish i was there im

percent
No, this nah make no sense, self defense, self defense
Know some might take offense to how time get so tense
Dem claim innocent, it depends, it

nothin
(No talkin)
I love all of my niggas 
(Aye)
And my niggas Dey love me

I ain't the same since they shot lil Feezi and Balijah
Dat shit so crazy my

dance like Harlem
Your chains rented, my shits, I bought 'em
Bitch, I'm really in the mix like autumn
You say you stuck in with your lil' niggas, all your

Yeah, Lil One, 03
I'll wrap a nigga, clap a nigga
Sorry for the wait blocBoy JB
I'll show up at your wake and
Throw a party with the K (yeah)
It

put my trust in niggas, I just know how to condone them
Lil nigga know he foul, for tryna rob, but got into conditions
Reminiscing, bout them evil

of chucky
Used to smoke backwoods down at dutchy's
Member when i first got syd to fuck me 
Kept it lowkey i said nothing
I count green by any means don't give

you no longer know love if it's real
You ask me how me "How did I
Deal?" with Marina, or Matt, or Tony
All that was it love, does it heal
I'm being

Ay lil bitch suck my dick like it's free
Act in front of copps really nice like I'm clean
In my pants no cock issa beam
10g under my nuts issa stink

know you in trouble lil bitch
People talking crazy need to shut the fuck up
If you worked as much as you talk you’d probably get yo funds up
Ain’t no

What Happens

A$AP Rocky

Cozy Tapes, Vol. 2: Too Cozy

2017

reminisce
About how she fucked the whole nigga clique
I swear that bitch stay in the mix

I swear to God, the nigga RZA sick
What happen when you gotta

Take My Stash

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Chief Boot Knocka

1994

a thing for a brother like me
Uncle Sam want to buy another missile (yep)
Strip Mix-a-Lot straight down to the gristle (mm)
I made a few mil'

the xan with the lean I can't keep up 
Mix the xan with the lean I can't keep up 
Re-up
Re-up
I just left that lil thot for a diva
Know I'm down but just

on the board like I'm number 30, I'ma run up the scrimmage
I'ma just go rob the industry, really been feeling me, no one ever gonna witness
I feel too

live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga that's a no no (no no)
And I got it for the low low (low low) we getting rich off this coco
I live by

Work
Im back with another hit verse
Ain't no capping cuz I know my worth
I really be spitting, 4 better or worse
In my bag and my girl in her purse

the Hennessy with the cola
I feel better when I'm not sober

Okay hold up
Baby roll one
Can we light it can we smoke one
Can we pour up
Mix up Hennessy with

let me feel the reaction 
of your entire act
let us mix with no fear 
of those side effects.

tell me yo reasons
i'm gonna keep ‘em
that’s how i see

Nidday, I am the beat

[Intro Chorus]
It's straight but am curving it (Curvin' it)
You get in  my way n' your done with it
No sorry, no capping, you

fake it
Naw, no I can’t fake it

My life depend on this 9,
Bitch can’t let em take it
Please don’t test me I’m pullin out on niggas no hesitation
Book ya

a beam
Lasers and shit in the streets
I gotta key for the fiends
I got a key for the fiends
I got a key for
If im up by 1 best decide
This lil nigga dead