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on
Spitting out verses when the beat is hot
Vision ain’t blurred when I see the fog
Beefin’ up the track when I rap ’til it’s smacking
The fact is I’m hated by

Kobe
Yeah, 12.51, I'm up here thinkin' bout my bitch
Can't no niggas say Lil' Jodo went for shit
Try to gang, lil' bitch, you flip

I ain't gon' say his

buckets (Buckets)
Catch you out in that lil' hoopty
We gon' flip that bucket (Bah)
Glock hold so many shots and it
Be hard to tuck it (Thirty)
And I'm not

Ah, just f***king do something else
Just, god damn it - do some different music
We have all this sh*t that you're doing, we already have it
Lil Uzi

let's be our lil distractions yuh
Ignore all of the madness yuh
Party like we up in Paris yuh
It's a disaster
But It don't matter
Cus you just my lil

older or not
Nigga stop playing games it ain't nobody sonin me
Pull up flexing the jacket with double G
Say he gone knock me off ain't no touching me
I

Take It to the Guns

DJ Amnesty

Uninvited Guests: The Saga Continues

2005

body talk over here, 
We take ourtime and go up north over here,
Everybody always say chill let it slide, 
Niggas violate you when they say let it ride,

suffer
If you ain't in a song, best believe you ain't a brother
Cold out now, get it poppin by the summer

Women hit my telli, tell me things they

a train couldn't stop ya man
I man up and you not a man
I stand up, say I got my land
I'm the man of my land
Call it Lil-Weezy-ana
That's the new plan

cutthroat like that, nigga, I got it out the mud
That's on gang
(Keise On Da Track)
MO-motherfuckin'-3

Down by the river (that river)
That's where I

bullets his bitch ass running too slow
Steelio lil Mook and Key we got them blicks all in that trap
If a nigga speak on P we gon pull up and flip his hat

the forty, while I'm sleep, in my hand (drink it up)
Drink the dope and I get cool as a fan (drink it up)
Turbo motor hot, I'm scorchin' in France

this?"
I'm by myself, I don't need no assists
Up off the addys, my mind doing flips
Big body Caddy, I ride through the 6
2019, I'm with all of the shits
If

you can flip it by saving up pennies
And every drop count when you gassing the whip
I'm a master at this, you know Ima finish
Unless it's infinitive,

brother I'ma flip out, get the packs they gotta ship out (go)
Get 'em through the mail, my doggy locked down in that cell (he in that cell)
He know Lil

it Tiger Woods
Hoes I'ma screw it aye
(All the hoes get it)

A bad lil bitch with me (Bad lil bitch)
Got a bad lil clique with her
(Got a bad lil

they can't win by theyself
so they gon' click, up Ayy, nigga, fake why the fuck
his shit tucked
Ayy, diamonds frosted flakes, when I smile, this bitch

no more signs behind my face, yeah
God told me take four, so I'm like, okay, I'll take eight, yeah
Lil' bitch, I ain't up in the score, it would be

and dirty razors leveled up his confidence and started stacking up his paper you ain’t safe you cozy
You ain't cozy, hide ya face when it get snowy 
Take

Ride up, get back up, ride up, ride up, get back up
Yeah, get back up, ride up, get back up
Lil' crummy-ass, bummy-ass bitch
Lil' crummy-ass,

up to prison, got me a shank
Before they could raid I got rid of the dracs
You thinking it's sweet because I'm on parole and probation I'll whip out

school
Posted with my heater (with my heater)
Time went by I had fucked on my lil' teacher (on my teacher)
When I first stole a car it was a beamer
I was

homie got set up by his bitch 

Still can't believe that my lil nigga dead

Man 

Even though I jumped in the water

And I'm craving shark meat

Stay

the profit into my land

Paid tuition gave the bitch band 

Told lil mama 

Spend it on a friend

That's the way to keep it out my hands 

No se that im