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Ls for the trapman
Man motherfuck one time
Trapman trapman
Stash the work by the trashcan
Hansberry like bagdad
Warzone bitch back back
One time for

that kisses blow
Because by the end of the game
You'll see trophies, medals, Mexican waves
And your ten man on the stage like
Victory’s Tottenham's,

collectin' Rollies, you save up for G-Shocks
Got a bag from the label, I invested and I flipped that
I should write a book on how I mothafuckin' did that

Oh no!
Yeah!
Oh no!
Yeah! Yeah!

It’s the g.o.a.t
Yeah
What’s the goal
Haibo
What’s the goal

Big draco take it easy
Hunnid bandz and i’m eazy
Drip

they flipping P's
I keep it g remember me
Them hollows could twist enemies
A monster i ga energy
Them man them hate and envy me
Demon seed ine no sesame

Easy

Two by two in an Aston Martin
Whip it, skrrt reverse
Let me through lemme slide and clart him
ICU how my eyes are darting
You man claim this crown

on my back initiated in blood 
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club 
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues 
And you could

now
First move, then you a pack, this shit come by the pound
Let me tell you about the real life
Having fallout, man this shit don't feel right
If he

what you mean
Can't drive slow passin' by the P's (Breadyy)
I'm tryna flip a nigga V
They wanna oot-out, I wanna Tag (Glah)
I ain't get to finish, hope

stranded by sea (Sea)
Everyday's a cold night
You don't know cah you're tucked in bed my g (You don't know)
Everyday's a cold night
You don't know cah you're

consider it cah I look like joker (Yah man)
I love the color red anytime I have sweet dreams it's there in the theater (Manchester)
R.I.P Granny R.I.P J Dean

the booth, I'm choosin' a T
G, free all my killies, they hotel living
They'll soon be shinin' with me
On G, on slack, no cap
I'm rapping for P's, I don't want

cats my flow there’s a tax my bro that’s half of the fee
Cos if I see red you’ll be feeling blue when I make a man part with the green
I don’t care if

gave me the chills
Double G's, who I really trust, man, my life is real
I can't even chill in my own hood, lest I keep a steel
Left my brothers mobbin'

Man huh, just shock rock man
Uh it's going down, for the 2000
E.S.G., and my partna Big Moe
Say, we want the whole Dirty 3rd to do this with us
Baby

hit the floe [Hit the floe (3X)] 
Here we is boy, here we is boy

[Mr. G Stacka]
OK now
Now who be dropping them bombs
They keeping you crunk by making

Feeling like Boosie in 2010
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
That's me
And y'all  C-A-N apostrophe T-F-U-C-K-W

I-T-T-H-E-D-U-G-O-U-T
Nigga, what

It's too much of us

of Steel, and force a man to kill 
or become the 'man on wheels' 
paralyzing by slipping on a banana peel 
Gotdamn i'm real - Casper the Friendly til i

of it G, riding in the streets
Running, cause a nigga wanted by the police
My homeboy gotta do 5 in the hole
Did three, still they denied his parole

Intro:
Yeah (What you sayin' man)
Brand new year y'all (Yeah)
cll White G
Ready for the new year flow?
(Cause I know I am what you see is what you

Halloween
Capital N H P
Thank you capital G O D
I be with the troops
Strapped up with the boots
Yelling hooty hoo
Like we in the boot
Had her in the hills

Ayyyye blacq
Ba ba ba ba by by by by by
F L O G S K I P
(Blacq) Blacq you know am in this vision

Na man wey dey reason dey scratch bear bear
See

didn't believe
Off of the map, call me Pirate Pete
Wasn't man-made, but I fuck with P
And I love women, but I'm curving hoes
If I say I dont fuck with you,

can achieve it
It's just a likkle harder, than the previous
It can get a likkle darker
When the heat spit
I don't wanna see nada, but a P flip
I don't