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property
If I ain't got it on me
U know dat I'm somewhere by it
U touch a dread on my head
U know errbody slidin'
Rob who, take what?
Gave Tim da chain
He

Into Somethi’n~ 
Sacrifices Ova Repercussions~
B**** Doubt I Ova Come It~
Forbiden Fruit Bitti’n By Woman~
Do I Trust And Do I Love Em~
Da Money Be

all erased,

Not one day go by, when I have looked back where it all relates, 

I got the tenth upon one scope and I just crowned this shit just like

a pool
Got a hot ass Uzi, cooling, keep that shit cool
In the court room represented by Jews
Hundred thousand, two hundred, working moves
When you got

shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (woo)

was homeschooled aye
Always ate at Chick-fil-A
Never ate before I prayed
Only listened to Lecrae (LIL SHAM)
Put your hands in the air if you can relate

Shoutout brodie Mike yea he 2paid
He trying slide like Nick at nite he got two dracs
Yeaaa
Like drake and josh and degrassi
Back in school I tried

it off homie yeah
(Cus we just don't give a fuck)
All by your lonely
If you have to call me lil' blast master, KIS
(Cus we just don't give a fuck)

it knockin a lil bit more, that's crazy, I'm feeling this track right here man, all I gotta do is spit somethin crazy, it's a wrap...

I'm in

at your door with two T9s, lil' bitch like, pop out
Don't get this shit twisted, talking all that shit you not bout'
Uh, I ain't got no manners for no sneak

plate
I can't make myself wait
Gotta get to it quickly
I hope you can relate
Askin' myself is it my time
Practice everyday with these words and these

Mic Check
1, 2
AM0 no one does it like you
They don't know how to take their flow
And mix it with something everyone knows
Really think everyone

up
Right now I'm looking for the next one
I need a girl by my side She ain't fuckin' up my vibe
I tell, Shawty, get in line I told, lil baby, get in

Welcome 2 Tha Section

Juvenile

Solja Rags

1997

broke nigga,
Snort dope but I still maintain sellin' coke,
Spin dressin' holder, blunt smoker,
Snort a lil' doper, A.K. toter,
I'm a spittin' I'm a solja,

South side
Prod. by Yung Nab

(Hook) 2x
Bitch I’m from the Southside
Where we keep it real live
Always on my grind
Yeah I gotta get mines

(Verse 1)

facts cause I was blinded by the music
Somethin told me that you wasn't real I shoulda listened to it
Now I'll never trust again
It was a little while ago

make sense
And if you talkin' money then lil' bitch we can make friends
You holdin' yourself back, surrounded by fake friends
They just want you for

(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned

Imma make her famous
I've been going hard since two years old
Juicy J, I be runnin' through these hoes
All these niggas got somethin' to say
Till I pull

Lanes in a two door coupe with ya
Lil mama wanna ride, lil mama don't make me drop the roof on ya
Said she wanna get high, alright
Now it's a vibe

flexing on these big jewels but can't pay bills nigga?
Aye, nigga, that is not player
We don't know her by her name, my lil niggas call her squirt
I woulda

(I'm a beast)
I'm smokin' your man, he weak
SRT, two hundred on the Jeep
Lil' bad bitch with pretty teeth
Amiri jean, hundred bones on my sneaks

when they step into tha Gangsta Party

Shake somethin’ twerk somethin’ girl move that body when you step into tha Gangsta Party


Verse 2

Smoke clouds

(nothin)
Slips right through the law, touchin when she's buzzin (buzzin)
She's always up to somethin, I don't know about y'all but me (hey hey hey hey)