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Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major


Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up

this game
And it’s Towns by the way formally known as stak but we signed with the bone so I respectfully gave it back n dont hate me Jack I was 13 years

it out
You ain't did jack in the box
You for the clout, so go take your shot
But you've just been pit with a hound
Pit with a hound and I'm quicker

Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major


Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up

contemplated my relapse, I need rap 
Feeling like a junkie that's needs crack, I need tracks 
They rap about the money but it doesn't mean jack
I got more

Verse 1
What a shit hand I’m dealt
It can’t catch no balls
It cramps when I fish by myself
And I can’t catch no cod.

One day I woke up and now I’m

sat in it
Why you cringe if my voice got lad in it
Get fucked
By a H 2 Dubba like me get rocked on sight if you not

Don't you ever distance too far

tripping balls like Hendrix
You're useless like an appendix
My crew is more nuts than ten dicks
Suspended in time like a pendulum
I'm redefining my paradigm

Put me in a cell with shooters, and stabbers and rappers and the like

I realized I wasn’t no more human than them damn guilty fools

So I settled in

ain't up for discussion
Let me get to know you 
Let's just forget the rushing 
I remember back when 
I thought we had it all 
We was jack and jill
Till we

the souls at stake like
Yeah I got pounds in my pocket feed them food yeah I know that they love it
And they're back next week with a few more man yeah you

it,
I feel good today,
She lookin better by midnight
I came out here just to play,
Why we live this way
I cant answer that question
On a sober day,
You

starting to feel like it'll never lift

Woke up early at fourth thirty
Irritated by the steady rumble in my stomach
my head spinning, did me dirty
Been

How I Met My Ex

Dave

Game Over

2017

Jack and Juss who am I ringing first?
Man I was so excited
That I replied a minute later that's that bro I think that you just let her know excited

Appropriate my associates are using colloquialisms you can't even SKI
The cops are the ops in my city. We pop on them G. Gordon Liddy
My clique built to last by

to make my own way
I'm surrounded by more beef than ground round
It's prefound the way the devils venom get's around like gray hound
Fronting like they

I got the keys
Pull up, west side
Riding the vibe I'm so good with it
You got the eyes
Right by my side
Lil mamma so fine she so cute with it
She got

Pistols Blazin

Dru Down

Best of 3X Krazy, Vol. 2

2002

the gate
I seen two more escape

It ain't no room for no non-ass soldier niggas
An it's amazin how the heat bring out the ho in niggas
When pistols

Whip a bird at nine
By noon I had a eighth left
Niggas hit my jack ain't no weight left


I came a long way from
Them days in the gutter
Making them

neck scratched, to catch flack
Sweat jackets and dress slacks, mismatched
On his breath's Jack, he's a sex addict
And she just wants to exact revenge

Jesus Christ on the cross
I was pelted with stones
Sell you a poem so intense
It'll melt the uphol'
Been to Hell and back
On the Jack in the cell

My Tokyo plug keep giving me yen
Like
If you give me that shit one more time imma slap you in the face
Auntie told me when T got knocked by the feds he

some more
No you did not get the point, so I had to say it some moreNevertheless, I'm still improbable
But here I am, so I guess it's possible
But I'll

a fix
You know that we can supply you
Nigga will rob you
Get stomped out by a bunch of
Niggas with B's on they hats
But no, we ain't Piru (Brooklyn,