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This crew love assured
With that being said, respectfully
Hit this blunt and drop that shit
Cook up the reefer I need me a beaker
This shit is so loud it

as a soldier
Ended up a lieutenant
Tryna meet my quota I ain't
Studdin' these lil bitches
Stand away from the face
I can hear when they hissin'
Put them dicks

This bitch is always wasting my time
Aye
Like I don't got hoes up on my line,
Aye
And you fine mama, but can't be by your side
That don't mean we

the yard, Chris Brown, get beat by dirty shoes
Sippin' goose to get loose, skating down the avenue
I'm tired of these niggas, they just internet thugs
I know

better think before you go against me
I learn the game so i cannot be beat
I Get to the money even when I be sleep
Yeah I came from the mud none of this

notes, I'm Pennywise and hope floats
A pest to these fools, they bugging so I pull the rug from under em
Blind like Stevie Wonder em
Time to solve

the fuck you think I feel like
Had to go and get it by my mothefuckin self
I crashed and burned so many times
I don’t know how I am here now
We get spiritual

that, people's is my fam that's my people's

This day's in the drain, twistin' my brain 
Hoping this crash don't split me
I'll probably get by with chalk

Yeah
In case you didn't know it
This song is sponsored by alcohol
Yeah
So here's my endorsement
Let's turn up a lil' bit
LETS GO!
The turn up is

So I’m pushing up on the gas
Summertime in mass Let the good times last
Cuz life moves fast, never know when you gonna pass Got the music to the max

highly
When I knock her friends down, you know I do it by three
Line them up, knock them down like MJ
Knockin' shit out the park like Fenway

Carry

hella active I ain't rude I'm just asking
The way yo hips lasting that body filled wit passion
I just want me a sip maybe a little taste
Maybe a lil bite

chvíľou tá múza so mnou mala sex
Okamih zaloopovany v hodinovom kyvadle (tik tak)
Vidím mrtvých ľudí, ktorí stále žijú v marazme

I see dead people

belong with the stars

Yo, we caught up, the love is pure in us
Way out there like Uranus, Sick of the
exes, the excess, breaking the hexes
I think the new

it fucking wing it
Bullies couldn't say shit because I was amazing
Sick of ripping beats so G just went and made 'em (yeah he did)
The beats and his

And declared a declaration
And I don't need no independence
Cause I got the lord by my side
He the head I'm the limb
He say what to do I abide
He woke me up like

on spot (On time)
My nigga really shootin' shit like
Call of Duty opps (Phew)
I can tell you average by
Just the way you talk (Or walk)
Paper chase

online of our Lil getaway
Ok maybe one or two to make the haters speculate
Walking cross the sand mesmerized by yo hips n waist
Seduction going down live

Ready Set Begin

Craig G

This Is Now

[Intro]
"Ready...set...and begin"
Premo beats on the machine doggy, yeah
"Ready...set...and begin"
King side ta yu

[Verse 1: Craig G]
Ready, set,

an downers it's a road trip
Fuck with my high an you'll get skipped
My new girl liking her neck gripped
Finally found one who's so sick
I'm damaged goods an I

got beedy eyes and all his hick ass friends think that he's so wise
Well he knows 'em all from head to toe, all the nobodys no-one wants to know
From

Mouth closed shut (Shut)
Been ducking all his bluffs (Bluffs)
I guess the baby boy's on his way to growin' up
(You get it though)
I'm being guided by

you too but not like me
Tryna take you places you aint never seen
So what you wanna do
Yea she might want me but I want you
Yea they might want you too

your makeup
Swear you just something I can't get away from
You swim with the sharks and I'm letting that pole blow
I flip a bag by my dolo
Then hit