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you know he get
Shmurderd
Walk em down, Walk em down
Keep it a buck
He left off the rounds
Too much drip
I told em don't drown

I'm on my Young M.A shit

Baggy book the Stu and ima one take it
Come and fuck wit a real one lil baby shake it
I'm Ina club off the migos got a nigga wasted
Said she love the way

making?
Ion know just bands
Told these bitches on me
I'm a rich man's
Told this bitch nah
Me ain't holdin no hands

Lemme see some ass
Baby shake it in them

rounds like a culta sack
Down off a 50 stack tryna get a 100 back gotta get this money
So my runners hurry run it badccccccc....
cnd its real groove game

A couple niggas got saved by the pistol Cause the jam on me, they fuck around and ran on me

It's really real in that field, ain't no fake Instead

not playin' with a full deck
I'm missin' pieces to this puzzle, not a full set
Juggernaut the ground it shakes, you hear my loud stomps
Fuck smoking,

and you know that winning's all in my eyes baby
And I ain't playing 'round
Watch me go and lay it down
Posterizing hits like LeBron James be on the prowl

the ones who hurt
It’s 2020 now and by the try to make it first
You stood me back then but now I press the gas on any verse
Listen what you heard I came

Batt'em Up

B.G.

Livin' Legend [Clean]

2003

to come by, believe it

Girl I can't believe you, how you gone
Turn around and bite the hand that feeds you
The way I break my back, good as I treat you

All About Money

Young Buck

T.I.P.

2005

kill, I inhale the shit,
You can't trail me bitch I be in 50 states,
Paranoid, with about 50 cakes,
Once a nigga find out its all heart no shake,
That's

Ride Cowboy Ride

Nickel Creek

Little Cowpoke

2003

You can all let your hair down, get lazy or bold
Riding to town to find a lady or two
She'll take you by the arms and shake the dust off your boots

Verse 1:
Hey yo first things first
It's time to shake ground in the eighth round
Bax better & break down
From the beat & the wild tone, jump in

shook like spray cans do
And you can find me by St andrews
And now or later we can have straightener
Afterwards, we can even shake hands too
And Brum town

hands hurt
Money over everything right now
But it was fam first fuck 9-12
I seen my dog put in that damn hearse
Niggas tweakin' on C4 'cause they
Want

to the shake 
Now im rollin woods by the eight 
Running up them bands like a race 

Bad on yo ass
Finna go
Hit you a lick 
And you dont give a 
Fuck who it is

Fonzarelli
God’s will is my will power
It’s like that
Kung pao chicken with it
Sweet and sour
Finger licking so good
I give my hands a shower
At that

to blame now
Check
Nickels for your thoughts 
Dimes for your cares

A dollar if you shake it for the 
Savages

Step up to the auction block yeah
You Mr.

nature, body or mind took
And when push come to shove, they say most guys push
You's are cowards walking round us who won't fight, just
Harlem shake across

spliff 
When im by my lonely 

I just try to keep it real
Im making all this money
Cause im catching all these steals
Keep it sealed
Gotta Know the deal

myself
Heard you out here sleeping 'round, I'm bout to go and check myself
It ain't nothing much to tell, I admit I really fell for you
Thought you was my

is he
If you love her better cuff her, keep ya girl from round me please
I'm just tryna stack the cheese
Tryna keep her on knees
Tryna put it in her

tryna shake this misfortune its like a bad habit

God loves a trier so im always down to take a jab at it

Im kickin shit, im Jean Claude Van Damme with

loving the flow now
I wont marry but bae we can go rounds
Call her Miley I'm taking that hoe down
Ahyee
Slow down
It get Ruffin this turn into Motown

I'm head ape from out the jungle
I'm tied with gorillas from it
Choppas they got some drums in it
Mob deep know how we coming in
Got bandz don't need