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Retaliation

Boosie Badazz

Touch Down 2 Cause Hell

2015

Nigga just killed TyeTye
Caught him slipping in a drive-by
We so surprise, his mama in tears
Somebody gon' die now
His baby mama she been crazy
She

Camera caught my neck, guess my chain had to make a cameo
They can't get me, got a two 5 in the S550
Bad lil bitch gave me throat while I whip it
Heard

at the bottom pissed

Red eye, cut the traction off, I might pop a wheelie
If you made somethin' out of nothin', then you got to feel me, shit
I don't know

to the front of the line
We're gonna stay by

[Chorus 1]
This one's for North Carolina! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo hand
Spin

get some order

He gon go thru the back 
While u get right thru the front 
He tryna get you high 
He put k 2 in the blunt
But u get a lil feelin 
That

on lean)
We on drugs, we on drugs, we on drugs (we on drugs)
Yeah, bad bitch tryna come rip me out my jeans
That's why I'm, nigga, I want put somethin' in

believe in drive-by's
I believe in face to face
Ya heard me

Hook 2x's

me, then she through
All these bitches, they comin' in twos Mr make somethin' shake, I don't play by the rules
We gon' camp on that block with the 9 in

Bustin' twos out the plastic
Vision stretch like elastic
If you hatin' nigga that's it
Lil baby I'm fed up
These niggas crazy they talkin' like ya boy ain't

life is a movie now
Things changed from a juvenile
Fake friends tryna pull me down
Need somethin' to slow me down

I just mixed Sprite with the two, woo!

bought her a computer
I might fuck a bitch with no ankles
But I still maneuver no mobile banking
I'ma fuck around and rob the Uber
I just saw my Uber
Now I

Von, Von, Von (that hard, BMC)

Young nigga, twenty-six, never had a job (huh?)
They never gave a nigga shit, so I had to rob
I was walkin'

the pound, Round for the round
Flashing lights, dont make a sound
Bonnie & clyde, side by side , yeah thats how we ride
2 worlds collide, worldwide amplified

Hate when niggas can't relate but act like they can understand
Said you fucked my bitch but I don't got one with another man
Two hands in my pockets

The next station is... North Greenwich. Exit here for the Emirates airline, and the O2
(I'm cryin' inside a song)
Yesssss... (I'm silent all the way)

comin' too
Keep Lil' Tristen by my side
Ain't got to say what he gon' do
I spend a bag
I get it back
I spent like five up on these shoes

nigga, Cash Money HB
Gotta lil' somethin' a lot niggaz hate me
It's all gravy, I'ma get mine dawg
Until the day I day I'ma get my shine on
Ride on chrome,

(Two three on the beat)
(Yea)
(23 big dawg, that shit ain't no average)
Yea I make all the girls feel a breeze when I walk by, I'm way too cold (Way

Do It

Lil Rob

Do It

2007

we

[Chorus 2: (Fingazz) & Lil' Rob]
(Do it)
The DJ's spinnin' and mixin' the beats
That's how we
(Do it)
Vatos, heinas, caros dance in

never need no love, hoe (Yah, yah, yah)
Never need your two cent, lil' bitch you can keep that (Woah)
Straight up, you suck, you ain't count no guala
Your

bitches too
2 bitches, 1 me i'm Mr scrooge
I screw your bitch i rob the house
That was Marvin's house
I got the guns in house
I got the guns outside i'm

to the car, middle finger to the law
Smoke a lil' somethin' as I look up at the stars
Take one last pause, now I'm ready for movement
Blastin Black Rob and old

to the car, middle finger to the law
Smoke a lil' somethin' as I look up at the stars
Take one last pause, now I'm ready for movement
Blastin Black Rob and old

Menage a Trois

Yukmouth

Best of Yukmouth

2008

got somethin
An that I squat somethin nice, pop somethin nice
Up in the air so elegant
You can tell I pimp but that's irrelavent
An I can tell by