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Ayo I'm home
Where the fuck you been at
What
I been at work
You tripping
Well you got off at three and it's three fifty two
And it's a thirty minute

made by Quincy Jones
Leave a message by the beep and I still won't come to the phone
I just made an easy 50 simply running through a show
Aye please

Can't fuck with these hoes all these bitches is lame
I'm player number one I ain't new to the game
Wait hold on

Can't fuck with these hoes all these

shit through the mail, yeah
Break it down on the scale, whoa
I put my life on wax, whoa
Q just got a new pack, whoa
I only count by the racks, whoa
I

as I see it, umpire
We major league never minor in nothing
All my dimes pulling up by the dozen
All day my phone stay buzzin'
Jordan need all these

Fifty on the chain, one hundred on the car
Cuz been pimpin', puttin' hoes on Lamar
Now cuz been trappin', puttin' Os in the jar
Blew up in one year,

I don't drive, the valet gon' park it for me
Boy you broke, do not get to talking to me
All my brothers they riding
They sparking for me 1017, by

day, I been flipping all day
Pushin' weight, you can tell by the mass
Stay low but I'm paid, On my own I'm self made
How you do that? They gon keep

Thoughts in my head, keep them shits to myself
Cause a nigga gon die tryna catch me like fifty
Thots hit my line, i leave them all the time, cause them hoes

the blicky rocking number
Nines and Ricky how many bands like 50
She of the xans she tweaking off the perc
Yeah I'm tweaking too many hoes like
The weekend bro

even knowing our lives were at risk
Niggas who doing the most be hoes, don't wanna be friends I'm good with the bros
All pockets full like I fuck with

Pusherman '95

Nemesis

Tha People Want Bass

1995

the mix
Makin my propers, gettin paid, stackin a grip
From 20's to bitches, from haps to hoes
On the corner pushin boulders, livin way too bold
My bank roll

top shelf, ima chill and hit these fine hoes
Better check yoself befo yo life is on tha line bro
But you ain't my brudda
I was raised in tha G-county

clothes, my pity
My woes my soul, my odes, my city, my land
My road, my shows, my fifty one hoes
My highs, my lows, don't matter they stan

I'm an alien

make me none
Slip through the hood, dope I could
Deliver my life the best I could
Robin Hood, youngest crook
Here they come now watch y'all look
Go by

All I Think About

Bad Meets Evil

Southpaw [Music from and Inspired by the Motion Picture]

2015

anger
Always, 'cause this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)

The chopper got about fifty bullets
Ain't no way it's accidental when I spill 'em

Blow Up

Hollow Tip

Flawless

1998

the hoes say must it pound
I'm the man across the land, pay my bills by the grand
Hoes rush me, tryin to touch me, got top notch fans
Now the struggle is

guap, hunnid hour hustle, I'm trapping and getting cookies off, I'm not with the fuckery
Fuck that boy, I'll hang him on the wall by his dungarees, I'll

And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now

7, 1, 9
Sit back, don't have a heart attack
Only had like one fifth
And fifty shots of yak
Steady lookin for my stack
Yep, a nigga good for that, yep

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Represent

Show & A.G.

Badmeaningood

2003

scissor hands.
Born with such a thirst to kill,
I can tap 200 quarters from a $50 bill.
Cuttin' bitch-niggas down with a hundred pound axe
Like I was

Double cup empty
Pull out the Bentley
I pray to god that they do not temp me I don't wanna lash out and get me a 50

I had to cut off some people

chest
Send you high you a hero

Niggas stole my whole swag so I switched up the steelo
All you hoes is some weirdos
Some bops and some freak hoes
You fuck