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(Take you for a ride in the coupe)
Shouldn't test me, I might
(Do a drive by and I'll shoot)
If anyone comes in the way of
(My high over you)
We forever

I might just get so high
That I touch the sky
But I can't say why
Can't deny sometimes I try to
Float by, but that shit that I
Wrote and the notes

Baby it's time
I want to make you mine
I might just blow some bands on you
But baby you might not even get a dime
All that I know I'm a fan of you
I

Blunt blowing: pistol toting Ass nigga...that's me; elbows: eighty? foes: brand new vogues...that's me (huh).Cadillac doughs, bad hoes, Cali Dro, by

wanna meet ya
I just want one night
I don't wanna keep her
Raised by the dope dealers
I used to have a beeper
I get a lot of bucks, broke is not popular

Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap

I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy

chocolate
He sipping that tuss, don't know what wock is
I'm getting them bucks, I'm getting that profit
I got my money up into abundance
I get it bagged up by

ain't cutting up
(Big Band$ Entertainment)
I remember back in time when I ain't had no friends
I still don't need none
By the way, your life could be gone

grams stashed in the dash with no seeds in it
How you think I pop out with that cash? I'm receiving it
How you think I made off with five thousand by

my eyes, no, I cannot see
Number (N) ine all on me i feel like a nazi
I get bands, I get bands that's for certain
Think we cool, we ain't gang
We ain't

what they talking about
They running amuck cause Life can be tough
If you riding with me then Keep it a buck
I ain't a punk so don’t try your luck
I mind

Kiss Your Ass Goodbye

Sheek Louch

After Taxes

2005

D-Block
La da da, da da da

Aiyyo, this that shit that make niggaz wanna rep they clique
Grab their gun an' diss niggaz to their dick
Buck somethin', go

70 Bars

Lloyd Banks

Money in Da Bank, Vol. 4 [Dynasty]

2006

nigga I'm by the buck
Don't look at the Ferrari you can't even buy the truck
Ya boy fresh out the hood and he hot as fuck
On a hunt for the cheese, keep

I rock the brands I don't rock no wife beater
I get some new bands every time I make a purchase
I be riding with them grams but i ain't driving

I got them bands in the truck and that sticky tucked
Never gonna lay yo ass down if you fuck with us
Keep my name all in they mouth like it pay a buck

Only nigga trappin' in khakis the mathlete I know how much I'm at exactly
Got my fingers in all types of pots, boy, I'm like a chef by the way that I

hitting crop
But I never stop
Staying hot
Bout them bands
I was in the pot
Like the mud
Made this by my hands
Mix the molly in the water
Pass it to my 忍者

samurai up in Japan
Switchin' katanas by tha hand
I been passin' out tha dough
I just knew I'd get some mo'
Way I been rockin' tha show
Keep my ninjas

it's too risky
Bangin' the burner beside my brain by a Bentley
I bump keys, get drunk for buck fifty Watch yo' 6 G,
Don't compliment me publicly
Cause if

Bought me some heat for my waist
You can tell by my bitch and my taste
Got an igloo for my wrist
I dropped the Xan' in a mist
Cartier frames on my

my head high like I'm looking above
Stay on my path cuz I'm all about love
I roll by myself just to keep it a buck
cnd all my real niggas know ain't no

In the land of crooks
Couldn't beat the band of books
Demands from the rooks
When you the mother fuckin king
Give 'em dirty looks
Lebron James
With

I'd walk round in the air

I've been through some shit though
Couch to couch I bounce to outrun all my flaws
Clamped by the jaws
Mental stability

the microphone quick fast
Brothers been tryin to diss for years
As long as I'm respected by my peers
And get cheers - who the fuck cares?
Yeah, I'm weeded, but