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through the chicken 
Like I work at KFC
Tilly got the sticky wit a big old magazine 
Whole lot of niggas in a room chiefin cannabis 
Whole lot of figures

a page out my man
New chapter that's an old one ending
Great, 'cah a brother can't rewind
Cutest one with the largest behind, woof
Perched off by

shit cost
Raised by the pits and them rots we the mothafuckin big dogs
If it aint Pac Snoop or Dre
You ain't sold more than me and King Lil G
In the last

Control ChloroFluoroCarbons or
Ignore tomorrow's problems and the
Rich will join the poor or starvin'

Whether you toil in the soil or
You're royal's

lost it all today?
If I lost it all today would you stand by my side tomorrow
Apologized
Won't understand and accept my sorry
I go back to living broke

up, awakened early like sunrise (Yeah)
Don't know how you do your business but by the book how I does mine (Woo)
Now you wanna be a ladies man, big stud

биты, но не ты, твой стиль, твой drip
Они так малы, парень, подрасти
Я тебя настиг, ты сник, ты snitch
Прости, твой flow как стих
Я rich, я king, я big, я

Labels, special in the charts
Hard, staying with me
And by the way, I didn't say yes, I said maybe
So crazy, out my brain like my name Stacy
Bee married me,

cops keep quotas up
Creating fake fears 
By circling the blocks
Will it ever stop 
Probably not as long as big brother 
Has the overall watch

Fuck these

rich

If there's cash in a box, cash in my stocks
Cash in the stocks, stashed, at the docks
Somewhere, by the rocks, sounds like buried pleasure
Maybe,

high
I’m connected WiFi
My cousin Serg is doing life
I can’t wait till my life
Is big enough so when he slides
I can bring him by like
It ain’t the same

Life
Death
Short
Tall
Rich
Poor
Big
Small

Man's ultimate hour swells
Beyond recorded thought today
Boastful display
Spirits from the atmosphere

on the motherfucking plug song
Pour a bottle on a model in the club song
Get it motherfucker
All my niggas getting rich nigga
Walk up take your bitch nigga
We always

Put her legs in the air
Imma make the whole crib shake
Young nigga getting big bank
Ran it up like a relay
Hating niggas tried to diss me
But your girl

I see the rich and the poor 
There's no middle class
Ran outta pages in the passport
Too many stamps
I seen too many plans 
Never see the light

the shit's all a trick
See, they'll make you famous while you make them rich
I feel like a cowboy, that gun on my hip
I put hoes on your block, like a nigga

disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year

Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50

Mad Mad World

Jumpsteady

Chaos Theory

school life with a fresh occupation 
Without society there's no communication 
We feel a lot of hate, a lot of frustration 
But we are driven by

The Viking

Lars Frederiksen

Viking

2004

Well how do you do
My name is Lars
I'm from Cambell california
You might know that by now
I'm of danish decent
For that I'm proud
See my father was

know me I lead by example
I am the king of the jungle
Hit you from every angle
Yeah you know I'm built for this
I wasn't built to miss
I gotta tilt

cant fuck with fake friends
keep that money by my side
i ain't never slippin
i aint never trippin
we don't give no fucks
live it up doing this rich shit

vibe

Huntin' down shit, dawg, I run with a different tribe. Dawg, I'm a wolf cause a wolf I been bit by
Smokin' these blunts to get high and get by. Hit

tell by the castle

I can't sit right
I like my girl to fit tight too
I am wit my goons
I gotta take a shit by noon
I'm a big tycoon
Flexing

neither
Even if he reach, that's just his life and I won't reason with him
I just left the bank and I just dropped of some more dead people
Big racks in