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the rap game, wish this wasn't for real
The way they gossip on the net, just makin' me sick
Play the G part but ain't really about it
Actin'

cold crush
Find a gang iller, ain't no such pole, nigga
Rose sipper, hoes won't diss ya
Rose dipper
Pose when them fans want pictures
They clockin' my

from beyond my cornbread made by Jiffy and we don't do Krusteaz
(?) gang them swishers and them mouths you keep away from me
We full of lean shout out

God I think the world is
About to collapse! C'mon
The buildings and walls are all falling
If you don't know, you should by now
It's the motherfucking

it for the clout, your friends all washed
The day I care about clout's when you can spend it in shops
It's gettin' sick on these blocks, most of my

Aye
Take the horse to the river, you can't make it drip
I see the fake in your eyes, you can't make a dream
Mind's deep, ahead of time by far

Talking 'bout this money, you look like a nounce
She thinks that I think that I'm lucky, she loves sleeping now

Who's that kitty on the phone?
Who's

Walk with Me

Too Phat

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a playa' wanna holla'
Seen cats trying to run game
Impress you with their dollars
You ain't like that
That's what I love about you
No need no man to give you

the gang bidness
y’all living fake
its greatest wish just to hang w us
that’d be the day
hell freezes over and flames finsish
uh yeah
bitch im on my job

Baby
Now count this money while I hit the block
Come count this money while I hit the block
Now count this money while I hit the block

I fuck 'em by

even watch how I'm walkin'
If you gon' run up on me
The gang put you in the coffin
Yeah, that boy really sick
Just like some Covid, he coughin'
I got

My loyal bro Italo he got my back
I mean the same for you bro and don't matter what 

Step by step hustling hard and that's no cap
If you do me wrong

give up so easy, you’ve never succeeded, believe me, I know you 

Jealous of me ‘cause I dare to win
They gang up on me ‘cause my fairer skin
I don’t

we've done, look how I lost
Look how I won, look what it cost
Fuck it, I'm boss, yeah soak up my socks
Sick to my stomach from tens
I'm nauseous, yeah
I'm

your whole family
It's your decision
Three to the head, three to
The body for gang, they know wе did it
The charm twenty, but the Rolliе was plain
Cost

Future kids
And how much they really
Love underground hip-hop
We don’t give a fuck like
A virginized dick cock
After being tickled by a couple Eddie

Bad lil white bitch fuckin her nose up
Her & her bestie dey snortin da snow up
Drug sick hol I think I might throw up
Wherever I go bitch im throwin

What we sayin' Clav our
First freestyle together
At this point I'm sure the streets
Love it when we link up

(Yo tho, Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm)
(Mm Mm Mm Mm,

about my role
Got a purpose in this life, can't forget you back home
Don't gotta thank me (Don't thank me)
By your side all the time not just lately (Not

come to me getting rings see I'm a kid
Growing up never feeling like the man
Gang signs throw it up never did I understand
Clueless, foolish, living

I feel like Mike Tyson in here
The gweatest
Hopping out a whip that's not even in my name
Used to call me Tota now they call me by my name
I been

drac by your face
And damn i'm sick as hell little nigga ain't playing i'll pull out the mace imma spray it
Nigga you know you ain't safe I know I been

Yo I got a name and I ain’t in a gang ain’t a damn thing changed
Sell out everything inside me 
Wanna yell out 
He said I had a bag he said he saw it

Criminal Activity

Mr. Shadow

The Mistahs: Neighborhood Tales

G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's

(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in