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livid
Never pass numbers, unless we counting
One, two, three, four, five hundred thousand
I look at you, unremarkable
Big vest on, produce alpha particles

up like gasoline ah
Fill me up like gasoline
Oh yeah

Prrr bang prrr bang bang bang
Come closer make we GHEN GHEN GHEN
Opor oh yeah yeah yeah
You say

Big pole in my pants it be longer than a pump
If you with you don’t front
You can do a little stunt
Rolled the wood with no runts
Got my brothers in

happen
What are you packing
You ain't on piss your a has been
I'm a devil like Tamsin
Spliff im passing
I don't be gassing

I'm in Lincoln City
I'm a big

miss throw it back
Hold me down when im off grass
Mind is floating by
See you in another life

Running though dreams like a mother fucking omen
Thinking

Ayee, you would think I flipped crip (think I flipped crip)
Big boss don
Bang B's, 252 slime flu (Blatt)
You already know the shits, Spring Passaic

the game
Posted with big dogs in the paint
I can hit the shot and I can drive the lane
Ain't no way to stop it you know Ima bang
You get in my way you end up

face it that's growth, pay attention take notes
You over forty and movin' work better be by the boat
Better be by the dock, better not be by your home

closed 
Your nigga just put me on the payroll 
He want me to show him what it’s made for 
You loving these niggas you bitches be tripping 
Ain’t trusting

Go Out on the Town

Killer Mike

PL3DGE

2011

go out on the town
Bottles get to popping and them bitches get to jocking
And the kush bag that we smoking on be loud

Pull up to the club, you can

Number one pon me radar

Girl you know me wanna come by
Take you for a long ride
Girl you know these feelings don't lie
I'm number one for your radar

Girl

gang, we don't drive-by
You was pussy, now you gang-gang, look how time fly by
I'm in this rental off two thirties tryna slide
Any nigga diss the guys,

on a motherfucker
You finna watch
But you cannot touch it
Clapped
Breaking the bank
You knowing your budget
Go out with a bang
We got a motive
Sample it sample it

in my heart
Big enough to park a truck though you don't have a car
Like a fish rug you latch-hooked me into your loving arms
Marinade me in your sauce

loving arms around you
To reassure everything I felt
That first night i feel it more

You are is something to big for words
And it's my pleasure to love

(Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid)

They try to keep up but they can never hang
They say they with us but they ain't really gang
They say they real

Ah
(Wuh) yeah
Big up squad (Eh-eh-eh-eh)
Shout-out for whole gang (Gang shit)
Ah, ah (ah, Keo), look (ah)

The gang gone plus ten (ah),

Get that b roll
Count ceelo
Big racks like I’m playing with some kilos
Like a Don Juan
Count a big One
I been grinding so long think I need one
Try

Bang, bang, bang, bang

Remember I was 7 years old with a pallet gun
Playing outside with a cap, drinking Caprisun
We thought we was having fun

My Flag/Da Homies

Mitchy Slick

The Documentary 2.5

2015

a blood, shit, you better know me
Big homie gave me a gun and said, "It better be empty"
I was eleven years old with a motha'fuckin' 50
I got love for

you
Got me turned off completely by that sheisty shit that you do
Knew from jump yo' aim, straight through them spandex, don't front
Just name, spots

Cuz I love it when your tongue tied
I'm loving the view
Buncha ladies in line
But you skipped the queue
I ain't surprised just hyped
That you do you

smacked cause I put in grind time
No Drect you know how shit be
I got him tight like Big T in an XL V-neck
If you push the wrong buttons
The don will shoot

Poppin Off

DJ Quik

Full Circle

2006

me so hot) - you better than the rest of them bitches
I'll bang your back out in every position
I never listen to the shit niggaz say
How you're easy