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Sellin' pounds by the pack it smell like dank in here 
N****s talk bout who they spent , bring my drac in here 
Flipping bows and doing shows i'm

kok Cuma angle 
Kamera

BIMcNS IS IN THE HOUSE YOO

fanns ett hål uti hönsgår'ns nät
Där genom trippade med lätta fjät
Den lilla gullefjun med mjuka silkesdun
Och alla hönsen sa ka ka ka ka

1 CORINTHIcNS 12: 1 - 14

dönmezsen,b

r tanem demezsen

Gözyaşıma bakmayıp,ben
b
r kalemde s
lersen.

Yok dayanamam,nefes
ns
z ısınamam
O Gözler bana bakmadan bu ömre katlanamam

be
Slappin' the code with a comedy hit
Most of these n****s they soundin' like hounds

Making my money, a dollar and pounds
Most of these n****s they

These n****s they really ain't trapping they still getting fronted oz (Ounce)
These n****s they ain't having they cant even flip a qp (No)
Diamonds

Kanye Camin' in style, without a stylist
20 racks, spent it all in my boo These n****s kiddin' me, they think I'm a fool

Got yo bitch suckin' me up like

here
Straight up out the streets and I'm poppin
N****s hatin on me cause I got it
They used to talk s**t cause I'm part White
Tell me that I shouldn't

Shoot Me Down

D. Smith

Tha Carter III [Deluxe Edition] [Clean] [Revised Track Listing]

2008

backwards
These n****s backwards but they behind us
Now watch me get high like times up
Now D bring the drums back
And watch me hit em' where there lungs sat

[Intro]
Yeah!

Ed dynasty

Saten d'na to the world

IVO Beats and Space

[Chorus]
I'm from the ghetto I'm from the hood
My niggas ghetto my n****s

the town
Home school, it be Crenshaw
To my blood n****s, nothing against ya'll
I got love for you all, but no love for the broads
So if I am in your

Ya ya ya eeeeh
La nuit on fait paiya aiyaaaaaaaaaaa
Ya ya ya eeeeh eeh eeh
Week-end ya pas conscient on est dns moument faut ns oublier
On est rentré

stupid
If we out here in the town where n****s ruthless
If he out here big talkin' make 'em toothless
And you know a n***a out here where the booth is

that you live when you come from the trench
I always been bout' it my n****s too solid
Ain't never got' question the ones that I'm with
Four Forty Eight

Ain’t fuckin with no n****s, n****s rat 
My ex still trynna fuck me out of tech 
I double cup my drink I want a next 
The zaza did it’s thing, ain’t

racks while you dog n****s chasing pussy cat
N**** say he got the racks but I bet its his student loans
And we need a family meeting your auntie keeps

once before
I just don't know what happened
I get the pack make it flip
Like gymnastics
These n****s be cap
You can tell in their raps
Know some n****s

Goldie

Yup

N***s judging
You said god did
But all you did 
Was shake chains of Lucifer 
You were trying to loosen em
Bullets let loose on em
Fallen

to play me
Ima blow

Please
Don't tell me
That you love me
Let it show

I got some n****s
That be booming
Threw the door

I was homeless
I was broken
I was

(Look...)
I'm just swangin' in my own lane,

Verse 1:
Lotta n****s be chill,
Lotta n****s be wildin'
Lotta n****s be peaceful,
Lotta n****s get violent,
Lotta

Man this shit take me back 
to old times and shit man 
All my n****s wildin',
Young n****s
Stylin'
I swear we just love to flex man 
That's it,

Yeah, yeah, ayy, hmm, hmm, hmm, mm-hmm, mm, mm-mm, mm-mm
wood to the face now im gone
Swear to God these n****s my clones
Pop me a perc now a nigga

the system 
Making no sense, Huh?
I been PreZidentt, Where you was?
Don’t care what’s the issue, I’m down with my n****s
Poppin our s**t, Ah
My clique in this