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Got bitches like - "He's so clean!"
Young Scipio ill, plus got a leth-al team
So tell me

What do you want? - I want it all
I wanna ball
I want

a
Take a hand, young man I'm finna show you the light
And take a hand, lil ma'am you gone be alright
See this a plan, understand I'm finna do my right
By

know you a chicken
I remember times when I was young
I wasn't gettin' no chicken
It took awhile, but thank God
I contemplated life, I was trippin'
It's

up in the midnight and we play the Ping-Pong
00:26.95Private jet take me to dat private party in Hong Kong
00:30.37Young Ladies they all around me yeah

runnin to the safe and we runnin to the bank
Lil Pablo and Birdy gettin paper everyday
Pills and loud roll our way
Blow it down I can’t wait
Pull us over

Milwaukee I'm bout my bucks like Middleton
Where you from nigga come up out yo Pendleton
Young nigga got game like Kobe
Gaped tooth lil basterd like

tho it's a lie 
How was I supposed to get by, feeling hopeless till I...
Really opened my eyes, and realized that the problem was I 
Social anxiety, is

because you young
Then they gonna throw you to the side as soon as they could
(Ain't been chosen, we chose it)
I guess that's true
(We chose it, we chose

it
Young nigga like his waist wit' a pole
Young nigga kept on switching her clothes
KOP, but that shit getting old
Rapping niggas they talking the most

And I'll glaze one by myself, don't give a fuck about no posse
Niggas get shook every time I pop out
TP send the drop then you know I'm gone rock out
Young

at the polls clutching steel tight
And I'm all in her pussy it feel tight
I be gettin the money it feel right
And these bitches love when I spend it
That's what

young girls like Shirley Temple. And God forbid that they give the same opportunities to niggas with no credentials. So watch me get it yea whatever it

Slobs Keep on Slippin'

Bloods & Crips

Bangin' on Wax, Vol. 2: The Saga Continues [Collectors Edition]

2003

Crippin' like I crept in the cut
By caught - slippin'
Now he six feet deep
And a nigga with him
Fool it's Crip for life I thought you knew
I guess by night

a strong mime
Surrounded by smoke prolonging a rhyme
Need a drink on the rocks been a long climb
Ahy we about to make it
And when we do then you know that we

that my day comes by soon
Live fast, I don't wanna die too young

I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, yeah
I

all my shit by free hand
Happiness the beacon
It call us on the weekend
And just because we distant doesn't mean that we can't be friends
Yea I'm way

nights bless upon the family thats for more life far from seen me alone
I want my gente chilling freely en el bay de gold
it run my mine ver asi el puerto

ensurance 
So that'd be my (whoo)
See this ain't my first
An it won't be my last
I run it up fast 
An pick up the bag
I keep gettin money 
The more that I

Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah

This one for them young niggas
Hustlin' them waters in Atlanta
By any means run your bands up
'Member when my mama used

and the tramp, eat my lyrics in a trance
Cold to leave you hense, mind gettin' all tense
Your head fillin' with stress, countdown till I make a mess
Keeping it

how they made it through another day?
It's Capeville where they let them automatic spray
The police killed a citizen the other day
It's gettin' how you

ayy)
Recording my freestyles, you know I dig it out
I'm gettin' out (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Bands in the basement
Bands in the basement, money in

she say instead ?
Should I play the game and should I carry on ahead 
Or tell her fe get out it's really gettin dreada dan dread
She's singing to me

There's a chance it could snow
I still run around in my pants since the kick

Spanish hoes love me, I'm a noodle now
I got the juice
Bitches call me Young