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this trapping shit really just in me
Louis Vuitton on rodeo
I just bought the store boutta pull up on 50
Now I got doe on the floor
But I used to be

Sparkin the leaf
Make sure you
Dip it keef
Smokin the best
Of the tree
Yes I'm a beast
Rock from the west
To the East
Really who testin
c G who

bit's that the saw on TV
If all you rap about is the hoes and the doe
It's already too late, you sold 'em your soul
You jokers act like you know but you

on my son
Nigga don't give no fuck
All a nigga know is bad luck, bad luck
Knowin' a nigga gettin' to these
L's while I can doe
Working towards more

Big doe!

I better not catch you cryin in the club
Bitch
I better not catch you cryin in the club
I better not catch you cryin in the club
Bitch
I

This stupid nigga got rhymes like
You told Passwurdz that 2Pac was only
Known for being well paid
But the only thing that he
Was really known for
Was for

tryna eat
You feel me doe

Wake up time to collect
Niggas comin' short I guess it's time to finesse
I was in the court tryin' to ball with no net

to fly to Oakland, met my nigga at crustacean (what up, doe?)
Talk about some meal, shrimp and lobster on the table (let's get it)
Killers owe me favors,

these trenches
Keep it on you go for nothing
What I know from these trenches

Came from nothing, started 80 something
Really had to get it out

tho even God knows I don't play tho
Bitch I grind everyday doe, twenty K was my play dough
I'm on that bread, call me mayo rock heat like this is

really buy your life homie
I've just been stacking my cheddar
She gon' do just what I tell her
I love my niggas forever
For me they killing whatever

Unify

Kid Capri

Pimpin' Ain't Dead

1999

rhyme 
Nigga, whattup, who up, YOU up! 
Doggy Dogg is on the mic 
I'm here to fuck it izzzup 
I give it to y'all, like you really got to have it

Crook Playa

Mr. Pookie

Tha Rippla

1999

think ya bad wit yo crew
Now who's tha victim left to breath on tha mic
He can't handle me really so now he agged and wanna fight
I'm tha hype of tha

over the
Oh my God what got into me
I don’t really know
But let it be known I got bars I got flows and I’m out on my own
If you think you got more Im

yo ass ring ring call the po po
They callin' you John Doe
Red bandanna I'on let it go
Bix gotta riffle he'on let it go
Roll the dices who is gonna blow

this shit was accepted
Or maybe it was past generations
That passed it down to the next kin
So can I really blame the kids? (Nope)
Or is it

need all the mother fuckin' doe
Pour another 4
Smoke another blunt
I don't care what you gotta do just turn up
Now I'm gettin' high
I think I could fly

never step on my toes
Again, I'm not sending you letters home I'm not the DOE
Either with me or I'm gone, I'll see you with triple Es
If a bitch love you

really wanna see in this grey and purple fields? 
Never ending placebo dreams 
Cannot follow the scenes illusion justifies the means 
Don't loose your

whiskey cola’s
Rotterdams Obi wan telepathie met Den en Nosa
Wie is je vader praat niet alsof je zo moeilijk ademt
Doe m’n masker af blaas het dak eraf back

Stickin' to my girls like glue man I really like you
′K Wil je overal doen in the rest room living room
Bedroom alle type rooms

Hier zijn no rules baby

on it
show me how bad girl you really want it
Up down left right don't stop
Then freeze like u jus saw a cop
Press play back it up rewind
Throw it on me

back
Hear you moan and groan
So go, with dat Flo
Cos I got some doe
Wanna make u know
I don't need no hoe
Just wanna roam
All over your body
Hear you

land nah
I aint tryna just flex no

I swear bro he got big pole and you aint getting no name I won't disclose

No face no case call him John Doe

Ready