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Just smoked chase, somehow, we're in a next one
Stepping with my steppers, step away or get stepped on
Run inside your crib, bitch, kick door, gang

shit
Just know that feeling was mean
Flexing like they made my move
I did that shit by myself
Shout out to Zae, shout out to Tim
I know my bruddas gone

ooo
Girl, just walk away from me girl
Through the storm, through the rain, through the night
I really had your back, was the left to my right

I really

They Say they gang
But then act strange
Is it because ya'll not free range
Y'all like being control by language
Hmm
Some rap this
Yeah Then'll sang that

say something or just shut up
It's always when I walk away they wanna bring something up
The gang good at math, they'll subtract you for the sum up
You

like I'm Randy
Hop in the bed and give me a handy
Grim by my side just like I'm Mandy
Run up on me you ain't lookin dandy
Can't never die just like I'm

ate
Broad day, cold case, YHb make  these fuck niggas shake
If I catch me a opp  he bait, walk down with my K
When I do it, I got a smile on my face,

by your side girl so you
Could vent Sometimes I look at the sky and wonder where
It went Cause you had me in a dream girl, a strange

Effect Sometimes

I walk over the new wave
Spirit of the night, sent by the gods
Out of the misty of the eastern caves
Where the long and lonely nights be found



You

don't walk
And killers don't talk, get outlined in chalk
The onе who got away
The one who didn't get caught
For my Rydas, hatе us or you love us
We love

arrested swallowed by the cops
You telling on the gang you trade us up just for some fucking ops

No one stopping me I got the game up on a lock
Gripping

a big mac, small fry
You don't want a nigga, walk by
When its wartime then I draw mine
Then I draw mine with a chalk line
You a fiver percenter with

worse
Sometimes I wanna walk around ruthless
No excuses got problems with me
Fuck around you gonna see what the truth is
With my gang and you know that we

to discuss, good friends!

We've got a surefire genuine
Walk-away blockbuster
Lines down to Broadway
Boffola sensational
Box office lalapalooza gargantuan

Boi!

Young Problemz

Da Problem (How's My Rapping?)

2009

know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you

Hot Now

Sticky Fingaz

Decade "...But Wait It Gets Worse"

2003

I give a fuck, I walk away holdin my nuts
Rollin a dutch, everything that's stolen I touch
Better lace your boots and cock ya fours
And give these

Who am I? you know my name
Tribe Only, you know my gang
I been grinding out for weeks and I pray you do the same
I can give it to you slow or faster

pussycat 
Look at cat 
Look and you ain't looking back 
Yo bitch gone walk past me get to looking back 
Exes tryna comeback from the past but I ain't looking

pop you in the head, drop you, then bop ahead
walk away, camouflaged, by the night,
like I'm a guard, snipe you with you entourage 
the mission is to be

night
I need help god, cause I ain't living right tonight

I walk in this Amerikkkan jungle
Far away from home so I remain humble
Cause the man that

I don't need no assist
I'm tryna' walk down, shoot from one centimeter away, bitch, that's just how close I get
This nigga stumbled, trip, fell smack

I know I ain’ shit
I'm slowing decaying
They killed me with my bro
We just in different places
We’re tainted in time as shit changes
Y'all blind by

niggas go and do the job, okay
Pull up with the gang, with the mob, okay
The song that you dropped, that shit flopped
Okay
She think that I want it, like

for gang, no one else
It's fuck the rest
You think you goin' hard but you lame bitch
I am not impressed
45's got sticks and knives you better hide
I