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mobsters Came of that I -20 east went souf I had to weigh out my options Kicking this shit and I kick with flav They know lil nigga be popping Burberry
This is for my East Coast, West Coast, Worldwide North and the South, where the heads collide Woah, You getting bread let's stack If you smoke, get
We're building shrines to St. Nick Foles In the windows, in the living rooms I'm playing "Dancing with a Ghost" In the soft light of the afternoon
What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? All my niggas on the east side if you ridin'
East side to all my real rights West coast, what's up? Tell my billies what's up? Bompton, what's poppin'? Back to back, side to side
(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting Over East-End Protection rights) Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars -
Saint Augustine Nick was from Gainesville, raised up on Petty Gators and cypress and shot gunning Bud Lights Sharing smokes with boys parked by
You watched me there, I was but three Excited and nervous on Old St Nick's knee Then through my school days, you'd
link here’s a link to my shit Only time you wildin out is when you watching Nick Aye what you lame niggas lagging for Bitch I’m a P, hoes type my name in
and gettin' em gone; definition of a trapper I'm the hottest thing walkin' around in East Atlanta So I'm like a baby, shittin' like a damn pamper Ooh they hate
at your front door with that gun doe Know them niggas Nick Cannon with the fucking drum roll East side till a nigga die Beast mode till a nigga cry
city I got killas up north I got my killas down south I got niggas on the east side West side niggas ball out It's all trap trap trap in Ldn city
Like the big funky Nick named Eazy-E Yo 8-Ball Junkie Bass drum kickin To show my shit Rappin holdin my dick Boy I dont quit Loud wild mutha
33 33, Polo grounds, St.Nick Colonial Jurist, Lincoln Tab, Forster, Johnson, Jeff Wagner, Wilson East River, The 9, 145th St.Nick, 145th Broadway
could always count me in Living life like a rolling stone Only fear that I die alone Nick Nick nick patty wack Pray that you give a dog a bone All dogs go
everyone I'm fucking up another one Should prolly get my shit together Like I'm on a winning streak Ladies wanna see the team It's Peter Static Nick & Nick
isn't fresh we like oh no Saint Nick with your chick, she's a ho ho You can't join the clique, that's a no go It is what it is, that's fosho East
On another spiritual playing field Nick, like, I can see spirits when I'm sitting here talking to you I'm just not talking to the little body right
East side, really on the east side, really on that You visit when my eyes close. Closer to my pursuit, suits will be filed we know. No one I
From The East Who knew you had to go through hell To go to Yale Black man half a milly for bail For moving kale It's the same song My
offering A lot of niggas I'm smarter than, go harder than Your bitches ass, I'm slaughtering My dick nothing junior, nick My dicks in her back yard again
Georgia, GA GA Bulldogs, we ready for a Game day Georgia, GA GA Bulldogs, we ready for a Game day SEC what we doing We winning the east yeah Get out
jack niga Butterball, syrup on ya back niggaaaa You sleep, I'm snapping, make you stop flagging From the east but still Brackinnnnn I can Whoop,
You niggas jokes, yeah you killin' me I drop bombs like I'm living in the Middle East You not my homie I don't care if you feeling me I pull a pistol
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