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Narcs

Lil Baby

Harder Than Hard

2017

all gone in a week (week)
Saved by the bell like I'm Screech (screech)
F&N ride on my seat
Hope one of you niggas don't reach
I'm on they timeline,

a mobster
Bitch I ain't sad, this ain't rockstar
On my wrist got a couple rocks yeah
All ya'll dick ride need a cock block
See you out in traffic, I don't

vibe, that's a cool lil night yeah

Hit her with the uhh, like yeah yeah
Hit her with the uhh, like yeah yeah
Be my misses officer, by the end

Soldier

Royce da 5'9"

Street Hop

2009

order
Filthy hit recorder, wipe or Ricky mixed with Ricky Porter
Butchie Jones mixed with Mr. Combs with the Tookie aura
I'm a muh'fucker, no really I

frown
Yeah I'm the man of my town
Yeah
Yeah I'm the man of my town, lil' bitch, you know I do not ever frown
I don't ever frown, no, I'm running it up

the lone story of Pistol Pete
Turned a mobster tale
Lil Pete liked to let off
He popped his gat a lot
Four
Five niggas who loyal
They pass the strap a lot

I like a lil dime piece yeah
Please yeah
Move over if you weak yeah
It's niggas in here that ain't tryna be cheap yeah
Could tell you was cappin upon

sharp and your hairs even sharper
Got a wall on your mind
Cuz you ain't waistin' no time
I'm the Trumpster walkin' by the dumpster
See some valuable trash

religion denim 
how I’m out here looking gorgeous 
your girlie keep on starring
guess you running outta options
she know I’m Mr
yeah 
Mr anonymous 
(yeah)

white forces
So you ain gotta focus in
Got the OJ
Bout to pour the potion in
N the dro my oxygen
N I snuck my roaster in
Ima real life mobster man
I just

to see me take a loss
And I know she don't really really fuck with me
She seen a lil' cash, now she's claimin' that she stuck with me
I be in the cut

riding In a charger 
Princess cut diamonds on my mama
Sometimes I believe I'm a monster 
Yeah, yeahhh

Im a Mobster, I stay with a gun, im like baby don't

Pimp Council

Too Short

Golden Grain

2002

around the corner", and popped her li'l punt

Apartment 5701, told her I was eatin' right now
Be over there when I get done, got there, knocked on the door

I been grinding I been working like a Mexican
Boy don't make me have them looking for yo next of kin
This was by my OWN

I say hold on now lil nigga

I told that lil' nigga I don't miss
I go like that shooter in the six
I go crazy, swear I copped them bricks
Money on my own yea no assist
I told

Aye, Yeah
Aye turn me up
Lil bitch came through with some head
I had to burn it up
The plug say he got twenty bows
Shit that's not enough
Lil bro

[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole
Mr. Shadow, Lil' Rob
Viscious Man Funk on the boards
Coming at you for the 98
And it won't stop
Check It

[Mr. Shadow]
It is I

hostage til he give the info (Brrt)
5% tint when I shoot out that window
Robbin' the spot, I'ma jugg the casino (Brr)
Mexican plug, told that fuck nigga,

like Mr. Willis
I hardly ever speak to keep you sinners out my biness (Nah)
The stick under my thobe and I'm aiming for repentance (Brrt)
I'm calling

Wuff Tickets

The Mistahs

The Mistahs

We the Mistahs tell me what you got against us
That were G's and your broad want to sex us?
Mr. Shadow and the Mutha fucking Lil one
We let 'em bleed

Crushed ice, two cups shoutout to Texas
I'm still bangin' that screwed up
They call me exclusive AK, ay mr
Got the whole city juiced up
I'm on my

to have a party
She wanna suck me while I'm driving
It's 3am and I'm driving back parking
Bad lil' bitch and she look like Mrs Parker
Day by day my life

and keep it spinning

Went gold in two weeks, I'm on a spineless spree
Cause it's are-E-S-P-E-see-T for Lil Ke
Now to guarantee, with the more satisfaction

surrounded by killas best believe we gon' shoot

STB don't fuck around I'm making money now
Started coming up now they wanna ask me how
I'm just a fat mexican