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we did that hit we beat that boy til' he was pale
Would say his name but you know how them n*ggas tell
That was way before the money and the fame

tryna bring the gang with me
On a plane with me
Gucci drippin' off em
rockin' chains with me
Lamborghini truck
Or in the Range with me
They was down there

I've got so much on my mind
Thoughts swimmin' late at night
Searchin' answers on my phone
Tell me how I'm supposed to know

2AM checkin' my phone
20

Fire on that shit boy
Whippin' it
Flippin' it
Dippin' it
Spinnin' it
Back on the beat like I never left
Bringing that heat in the middle

I've got so much on my mind
Thoughts swimmin' late at night
Searchin' answers on my phone
Tell me how I'm supposed to know

2AM checkin' my phone
20

talkin' DeJ
Nigga can't live with a body shot from the gauge
Did some things I'll never tell 'em, I'm takin' 'em to the grave (That's a fact)
Streets

become a nuisance
Bitch leave me alone
Hell naw I don't think she love me
I ain't Gucci and she ain't Suzy
I know she belong to the streets
I leave her

to show them what's good, let 'em know it can't slide
If it's hood shit know you never go and tell me twice
I was raised by some real OGs, on my life

Woke up and decided some shit is beneath me
Any old problems or beefs you can keep em
I'm vibing off vegans, while bitches been reaching to be me

you want my baby
You no go suffer for this life again, yeah yeah (ah)

Ferrari for my lover (mark am)
Gucci shoe for my lover (ayy)
Company for my

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

convention
These boys be like I don't be listening, girls with Gucci braids and extensions
I like the yellows I go tell her, nigga I got uh mo' food than

even work at fast food
They like Veno, how you make it out that damn zoo
I tried to tell em, my mama ain't raise no damn fool, bitch
If I can ball like

the boys 
I ain't pressing the weapon, Devin'll play with the toys
I ain't stressing you poppy, mommy was by me in struggles 
You in the mix when it's

a clock,time a tell, this nati boy live as hell like Channel 5,9,and 12, met a that behind the shell, she told me I was fine as hell, pulled off on my bike she

Yo, let's go, bro
Is this Glock
Hold up, what
Uh, damn, uh
Gucci belt with my ethikas, showin'
She fell in love with my cadence and timing
Jersey boy

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신발 벗고 알아둬
모세처럼 내가 누군지 말해줘
Eeny-meeny-miney-mo catch a motherfucker by the toe
Caught your bitch by the toe
나무에서 매달려 Robin Hood처럼
Imma light it

Kill 'em with this written rhyme
And all these coke head niggas
Better get in line
No subliminals, I'm direct hittin' 'em
Yo clique is soft
Tell yo "kick

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신발 벗고 알아둬
모세처럼 내가 누군지 말해줘
Eeny-meeny-miney-mo catch a motherfucker by the toe
Caught your bitch by the toe
나무에서 매달려 Robin Hood처럼
Imma light it

handouts
I ain't trappin' out the bando
Bet I made a couple bands tho
Why you spend it on a bag 
Gucci and Louis ain't paying your rent
No
How you gon work

And Poppy
Big L
They got Proof
Tah and Swipey
Don't tell us it ain't
Because it might be
The government paid to
Get em
Spike Lee'd
X'd out like a raver
In

this cannot be!
Who shot JMJ
Nip
And Poppy
Big L
They got Proof
Tah and Swipey
Don't tell us it ain't
Because it might be
The government paid to
Get em

a motherfucking lottery winner
I'm OJ trying gloves that never seem to be fitting
I sent my boy juice guap to Colombian prison
He got trying to sneak in phetamine

a L, you is not a g
Trying to level up my smell, I might cop gold by commodity
They be hating I can tell, but that's probably cause I got 'em beat
New

mental health
I hold some shit, I’ll never tell
Just tell that bitch I’m antisocial, ‘cause I’m better by myself (real niggas wassup?)
Nah he ain’t just do