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the dead lines with embalming fluid, aye!
I hope you feel the vibe I'm on (Yeah)
Cause I'm about to soar and take the world by storm (Hello)
Bebelino is

but original I ain't fuckin with no print
Stretch marks on my arm tell me I can be the bigger man
20 in my pocket say that I can scratch the kitty cat
I

all that I can to make it out
Enough stuff, I'm trying rock y'all side to side
Bumping the club and the church cause I'm sent by the divine
Tell Jesus

We was still prepared cus we gon let it blow
It was a lady she was tryna play me she was tryna play us
Lil bra was lurking looking out the window like

of
Always dyin' for it
Remember a bullet can never stop me
My legions are led by
The spirit Haile Selassie, watch me
Even if I'm shot in the chakra
I will

better tell your dawg to shut up, ‘for we come and hit him
Me and my niggas dangerous, we might just come and drill him
If you ain’t about that life, then

Tell these rappers to be like Flow man, Go hard or go home
Ey now may I talk about a bunch of stupid and random stuff
That I keep in my head if you

Hey Lil Uni ?

Yeah 

Can i talk to you real quick ?

cbout these Ni****

Yeah, tell me about it 


She got something on her mind 

That no good

Much rather open carcasses
Welcome to my mind make sure to tell
Your friends how dark it is

Yeah I got a past I swear you
People love to judge me for it

I’m heading West
Young 50 cause I’m bulletproof 
Young Russell cause I need a check

Now hold up hold up hold up
Hold up little nigga
Let me spit it

Hov for the Brook I keep T Dot up on my shoulder
Pressure's on but I am ready I'm more older hey
Big Brother, tell me, big brother
Do you know, do you

ain't really trying to go the route
So I'mma take a breather, Ruda pass me the heater
Tell these pussies get in line and follow the leader
You're damn

us
Still we on the go mehn we on the go
And we right back on the road just to get the doe
Still we stuck in the deep end
Them no go let you pass till

The Bottom

Haystak

Car Fulla White Boys

2000

Hey homie where you come from
Who me I come from tha bottom tha bottom tha bottom
Tha bottom by haystak mak million
The trials and trigilations

celebrate
RIP to my nigga, I'm yelling free to my nigga Wood, wanna see that my nigga good
Clashing with niggas about a bitch or two
Done showed me this shit

to feed

I'm sitting and I ain't got shit to write yeah. What should I tell you about, my hurt or my Life
In the current moment they seem to coincide, my

know where I stay
Got me knowing whats fake
Put your mind in my state
I can tell who you are by your face, all hate
I can show you your fait, place your

need no ancestry test to tell me where my ancestors rest
Now don't you know you dealin' with the origin
Nappy headed, brown skin, my blood is important

you all trust me, let me try out.
All the birds accepted his offer.
The Woodpecker agreed to help him.
He took the woodpecker to a tree.
Remain hidden.

words as a weapon and knock you out with it
But hear me out again, I'm not try'na get hated on
I just tell it how I see it and if y'all don't play along

DJ Hoppa

The sun walks on water everytime it rises
You can count on that
What make the money but will
Never let it divide us you can count on that

all, I'ma spend
I'm what's rockin', I'm the trend, let them tell you it depends
If they hatin' or a friend, still a Fendi, I'm the man
I did time up in

the one that is texting me
I don't even know why the fuck
You was so damn mad
I don't know, now they wanna keep her
I go by my crib and told the bitch
"Go

you want tell me something
To ba dele mi I got the strong thing
Make I really see how dey you move that
I know you got bootie baby let me see that
See