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is always fumbled
Raised by the streets
Got streets shit in my DNA
No silver spoons
Just cold steel and bags
Every move strategic
No room for the weak

Bitches, Dope, and Dollars

G-Wiz

The Tonite Show

2014

high
And I keep that stainless thang in my lap
Gotta rob, steal and kill
Gotta get by
Gotta roll, smoke dope
Gotta maintain
Get to the West Coast

Stack it up, let it add, told lil mama we ain't going back
When you check my bag, you might find a rig and some dabs, couple packs of backwoods
Bout

rappers, snipe a nigga, how 'bout that?
Hunnids fallin' out my ass, put a nigga on they back
Project baby with no Similac, in the Caddy, but I never lack

money, got to get my dime
Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash
She bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash

Way down in the hollow,

Met her on Dora Street
She had swept me clean off my feet
I walked in that bitch with my bitch
Never thought that this how I'd meet
The woman,

hometown
A dangerous hood, the streets of my town
So pop your hoods up and drop your heads down
Cos shit's going down, in my hometown

Y'all wouldn't last

a bitch
Caught me lacking
Shot all the way down da street
You know that we bending back
Michael Jackson
I knock em straight off his feet
We hit that boy in

If you make it ain't tellin no lie
(Some phony shit)
I don't understand why
(WTF)
Niggas move cool
(Fuck you moving cool for?)
But in the back of they

Back in the days, I had a huge crush
Well maybe more an addiction type of affliction
If she was liquid, I'd stick her in a syringe and shoot up
When

Lil Bitch, Yeah i'm steppin' in my 501z
Burner on my hip, ain't scared to die, know my time gon come
A lil nigga on the block, i'm posted with

"Blac Youngsta"
And I got it by my side every time I'm in the gutta
Load it up and take a ride
Don't make me pull it on yo mother
We Spinnin' in Denver

clearer like a collage

Perfectly painted by a poetic pimpin’ God
And that’s Emanon Shakur aka little Rob, ahh


I know love shines thru
I know love exists

listen
Never tell a bitch how you make your money
Watch your back in these streets cause Niggas moving funny
Wild thing Ima shotta
Trust me you don't want

Cast along the way
Spinnin' out in circles
Wakin' decibels
Beckonin', beckonin' for you (La Música de Harry Fraud)
I'm in love here but I don't

to fuck with my dawg so i couldn't trust her
Ran off with a rod so my lil bruh gon touch 'em
Real deep in the street we can swim in the pavement
'Fore I

nigga come around
Why is it cold in the summer now
Lil niggas don't want it now
It's Another soul lost to a stupid lil nigga trynna earn stripes in these

Game's Pain

The Game

LAX

2008

the honey's
DJ bring it back, let it go
Mix it in with Black Rob, make 'em say whoa!
Every thing full circle, Game livin' major
Girls on my hip like

in the street's of the town
Where the crooks and the cops all be roaming around
Is a Girl that they found in the Lake who'd been drowned, in the lake

moving too wavy
These bitches be crazy
I been by my lone on the lately
Don't know why they hating
I'm patiently waiting
I sit back and pray on the daily

not this time uh
You know what they do to you
Just put in that work and perfect yo lil grind, uh
That's what you better do
Or stay by yo' self if you

her a Lil' Wil CD and a fuckin' poster
It's like that, now

It's like that, now
You better go on and get the
Hump up out your back now
It's about fo'

I feel like I started this shit (let's get it)
Lil' Durk I'm the heart of this shit (gang)
Sosa Sosa Reesey Reesey, me, I'm like Pac in this shit

mesmerized by our TV sets
The world revolved around all of its violent threats
And the pigs smell the money that robs the town
And the innocence is buried in