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King and lil bro
You know T to the J

Michigan ave
Not checking the tags
Just copped some Raffs
I’m fresh as a bitch
Might cop some Ricks
Comme be my

a play you know who to call
Ion wanna hit the hoe she suck it like a straw
Switching up my movements and I'll never fall
I'm the King of this bitch been by

frames
Certainly slept on the game
Stains ain't rinsed off by the rain
The claims they claimed, I couldn't claim
Rushed the feeling til' they came
Built

I been getting bills like the guys up in buffalo
Running thru a track like a match I am next to go
Know that she authentic cuz she back and forth

Lil Boo
A few more pisces Gonna name in my crew
I'm a pisces like Adika's queen who name is Tanu
A pisces like the Chi-Town Rapper named Wasalu
A pisces

Hilfiger
Real hitta get it by any means not no pretender 
While y’all pussys hating on me cause I got some cheese 
Make some plays move up on the board like

your body numb
Done, done, done, 'till it be one nine ninety nine, crime
I find and then a niggas reap and catch your people by surprise
Drapped in

like Tiffanys

Take dubs, even if you dyslexic, I make Ms
You can pull up, but just make sure you bring some friends
How you balling if you keeping track

the fuck is your ghostwriter, D.W. Griffith?)
Celph, you take the big bitch, I'll take lil' miss vicious
Cause I only fuck with tomboy Subway eating bitches

Here I Come

Snass

Playa of the Year

2002

[Intro: Snass talking]
Eiyo this one is a war track, son (Uh, uh)

[Verse One]
Hata, it's all about making paper (Uh!)
Business is my major
I was

BUMPIN LIL DURK
GETTING WORK FROM DRACO
I TAKE HER TO THE TRAP
NOT TO TURKS AND CAICOS
I MADE IT OUT THE CITY
BUT BOOGIE IM FAR FROM IT
SHE COULD FUCK ME

Baby Ouu nahhh nah
Ouu yah
Ouuu yah
Yah
Look
I say i serv em all make it back
Couple thousand for the track
If JET be on it then it Slap
You ain't

the liar 
Homie, I'm not
Tracy (Lil) or not 

Hold, hang me not
Hill for a run 
Can't do, decide
Trap to the night

Faithful to rhyme 
Gift for the crime

kno wats good 
Yea da bells ring ring little engine dat could 
You really need to check yo tracks lil baby similac 
Smack dat niggah wit a bat 
Hands up

out, but nah they ain't gon' count me out
I got a backpack full of tracks plus I keep a Johnny Mac so we can pound it out
Plus I'm bumpin these JESUS

Whether I win or lose
Here I go again
I hail from the state of J Cole
Live fast die young I never wanna grow old
Flow’s flawed really no need just

Im out here on my ride/die
Lets do a drive by
Kali weed and skyline
What i got like 9 lives
You still fuck with me
I can tell cuz you still call me

stopping
Man i been on this shit 
Hot topic
Panty dropping
With the windows down
Tanquire wash my sins all down
While this pretty lil bitch throat my kids

Pesos got my pants low
Lil crop top but you know my pants low
Spend fast, ion take slow
We ain't gettin married, but I date tho
Notha hit
High hats

Check it out..
Realize the face..
Kai ism spilled with Ply the Superfly
No Jimmy snooker bag lil' ma

How she look made him look up
Changed the whole

Robimy to tak
Oddycham od końca 90
To prawie dwie dychy zobacz
I staram się tak żyć by móc jutro nie żałować (nie)
I choć straciłem dobrego zioma

gon feel it for sure

You was right it's time to let it go
Balenci baby track runners what I'm stepping on
I thought you could see the way I'm stepping

ey, ey, ey, my mouth so crazy
They be sayin honey spit a lil Norman batesy
Im so P Swayze, im dirty dancing on a track
Baby neva had a grind like that

architect
Skilled in the art of facts
Hard as some Nile artifacts
By the river, where I start my tracks
Mud imprint, smear on the wax
Flood with flows