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I came up out the dope hole
Scrapin' that dope bowl
Keep it for the low low, robbing's a no no
'Cause I keep it on me, I keep it on me
'Cause I keep

out tryna get me
Speaking truth, I feel like I’m Nipsey
Prayed on it had to talk it out
Day by day, I'm feeling better now
Lil things really hold me

Yea
J Baby
Sneaky Link
Yea
Yea
I’m tryna fuck, lemme beat it up onna low low
I know you gotta a mans but I won’t tell that’s a no no (No sir)
Be my

your body get low (get low)
Dim the lights down till it's dark
Looking at you like a piece of art
Baby girl, this is just the intro (intro)
Me and you

Robbin' Hood (Cause It Ain't All Good)

Ice Cube

Bootlegs & B-Sides

1994

thinkin' 'bout shit I never had

Pass through the W.S. neighborhood
Knowin' I can do my best in Westwood
Cut off by a white BM, driven by a yuppie
He sticks

and we savin' they kids
Savin' they life and we buy 'em some heels
Chanel bags by the low
Hold up bitch playin', I got big ring bloods on the low
Shh,

Talking that bullshit all on my timeline
I ain’t tryna link, nigga, I ain't no Wi-Fi
I ain't tryna sit, nigga I ain't no tie-dye
Balled on, yeah lil' nigga,

baby
Just keep that shit on the low

Ain't no cameras in the crib unless a
Nigga mix the Marni with the Rick
She like how I put that shit on, woah, woah

(Makers)
Gon' pull up on 'em, pull up
Yeah
Should I get it? No cap
(Run that back Turbo)

(Sex) My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I

strap skymask 
live  fast fast life stay light blow cash 
make cash sell buy  real fake cash cash
 on the dash on my wall by my bed 
in my stash make

No Filter

MoneyBagg Yo

43VA HEARTLESS

(Tay Keith, this too hard, Tay Keith, this too hard)

Hey, we got loads like a Mexican (A1)
Good dope, I recommend (yup)
In the mix so you know I

Yeah
Tweet Mack
Yeah
Tweet Mack
Yeah
Tweet Mack
Shawty get down-down on the low (Low)
She tryna come around, she don't know (Know)
All my diamonds

passing me
Others claim to do it me i'm actually
Low key a lil masterpiece
You don't need a pilot said i'll grab the keys
I'm already high and at a faster

the mix
Scrape the block I'm in a big wide sip
AKA sit low Excursion
Might knock off me a thoed Suburban
I'm a Don Dada street game rap scholar
Ain't shit

Wockhardt in the mix, with a pill got me passed out
Steal yo bitch, fuck her right, get her in and tapped’out
And she wanna ride but lil baby got the chauffer

doors

Don't need no keys for these butterfly doors
Now, she want to fuck on the low (on the low)
I'm sipping lean, mix with tango
Fuckin losing my mind

silence
Ima just sell em a dime
And be right back to you in due time
Nah lil baby I promise
She know I'm lying

She low-key violent
I keep my cell phone

They was doubting before (Yeah they doubted before)
You should **** with us
I done seen some highs and some lows
This a double up (This a double up)

clothes
Shes a freak and we already know
She fuck with me cause I keep it on the low
Lets get high, high, high, Im out of my mind
Im out of my body want her

but bitter anger 
I don't beef, I don't eat angus 
She bite her lip when I speak Spanglish 
I be in the mix, they be in the matrix
I be whip-shiftin'

you made it out u done came To Far....
On a Backroad...... In a Small Town.... 
Everybody knows on da low What’s Going Down,  Hey! 
On a Backroad......

Mix by Gy

want no lows
But the lows kinda high
Cause it's coming cross the globe
I been really tryna vibe
Shawty roll me up a 4
If it don't fit in a Marley
Then

love with the routine
Everyday waking up on me
Trying to keep everything low key
You already know what it' gone be
Want you around me all of the time
But