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hey day
You ain't got nothin' t say, love me or hate
Cause 93 nation's the gang
And muthafucker we bang
And slang these record like we crankin'
From

And Kaydoo still reckin’ nigga
Hit a nigga in his shit break
His jaw like a record nigga
Call my shooters in designer they might
Shoot you in a Tesla nigga
Use

him I don’t want a record deal
I’m just tryna want to trap
‘till I stack a mil these bullets might go
Through your windshield
And I keep a 40 that’s

aint easy ya'll,
to make hit records that are off the hizzy ya'll,
especially when them bustas sippin' on that haterade,
talkin' behind your back

detieni il record di velocità nel sesso
Sono 1 metri e 80 e gobbo
Ma se rappo tipo mi alzo frate Linton Jhonson
Divento 2 metri esce fuoco da questo foglio

voy pa' encima

Jowell y Randy!
En "El Draft"!
Los pegas!
Duran!
Nos fuimos!
Jowell y Randy!
Duran, Duran, Duran!
Yo!
Chencho Records!
Chosen Few!
Boy

Tourne pas autour de mes couilles, ça pourrait te plomber
'Puenta Records, 13e Art, on est déjà tous tombés
Il faut que je répète que j'ai la rage, 1.3.5

call up
Wanna call up, no
Funny how I ain't get invitations
But they always got a favor to ask
Half a milli streams on my last record
Independent still,

Yeah I got a record
But don’t be pulling it out
Don’t be texting back
Unless you gone be putting out
I don’t put a letter in my bio, I know
You want

talking shit
Y’all mad sensitive might as well call you clit
Y’all motherfuckers got nothing on my fucking drip

(VERSE 1)
I’m an old record, I’m classical

Thanks for the inspiration
Anxious intense and pacin
I wrote a dozen records
Risked everything I had
Like it wasn't reckless
For years I thought that I was

um what's the month man
I have no doubts not none
Cuz through Christ I overcome
More than a little bit not just once
Pull my track record like dun

sheet, we got a real kill record
I ain't stopping till they dead, them niggas tried to murk me
Anybody know em shirt em, got my shooters lurking
Chase em

the Bucktown section
"Duck Down" like the Black Moon record
They shoot reckless
Catch two in your necklace and get left naked
Slow neck from Alexis in a gold

(Yo, yo I think Rey's here)
Think its meant to be dog!
Record, clip, release dog!

Feeling Chef with the pot, all these plans I'm brewing-
So when one us

limits
Buzz reach for the skies
I’ll get my nut Pistachio
Like Master of disguise 

Be the old town record
That I play when I get bored
The phone call

Just "Me and My Bitch"
Like the Biggie record
Erotic look in her eyes, thick thighs
She want me to caress it we swing an ep
I left her shakin' like she

it is, for the scrutiny of every record reviewer

Your tool to reduce your little rhymes are non existent

Meticulous methods I use to modify,

a gold record
Death
Everybody follow my hearse
Why does everybody always gotta go and die first?
Before their homies are missing them
Family members

with other nggas when
I left for the spot
Used to split the bills in half
Now she tellin me to move
Because her name's on the lease
That's what a record

hit record and tell you all my secrets
Promise to keep it as we lay our foundation
To build a home where this heart is
See that space is now vacant
Went

Girls With Guitars

Zoe McCulloch

Girls With Guitars

She turn fifteen with great expectations
Her older brother knew somethin' was up
He caught her goin' through his record collection
Lookin'

een meid zoals mij, beschrijft

Ondanks al m'n minpunten ben ik real 
ik heb een baan en ik krijg record deal 
culinair ik betaal zelf, wil geen happy

La Soga
Railin El Malo
Má' rulin que la mocha con el Boy
Ay, El Perrote Wz pa' que 'tén claro'
Jumber Record' e' la vuelta
Omar, el de la Glock