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Bitches do anything for a check
I ain't tip her, man, now she upset
Tell these hoes to get sponsored by Nike
Trust me, I know these niggas don't like me

Just to eat heads on some
Breakdance shit and spit
He writ this skit in Sanskrit
If the pants fit, sport 'em, but rock 'em low
Your man like Rollo

horse
Shoot him off the steed and make it my horse
A man defined by the type of shit he die for
I just got some road head on the I4
She gon' choose up

Driving intoxicated, the highway
Couple compadres
Smoke a devil sitting sideways
Catch me on the scuffle for violations
Your muzzle get misplaced
Like

cordless
Big bag of Wi-Fi, smell it when I fly by
Look at these colors
Loud packed full of tie-dye
Out of here, I'm high, see you later, bye bye
Grindin' up

don't judge get your bag lil ma
Preacher online offline she gone throw nyash cause the WAP's the WAP
Sleep paralysis fake woke niggas wanna talk you gone

buy another zip

Did I do that like a miracle?
Red at your head like a circle
Hope out the cut like a turtle
She suck my dick like a pornstar
I fuck

me a Mount Rushmore
Just a head of myself
I have always been advanced
And I won't leave anything to chance
Ya I'm ahead of myself
I cannot forget

wasn't meant to be a part of him,
I have a thousand dollars for that extra need and special'n,
Grabbing drops out of a bag,
Never thought I'd see

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

of your lil friends
Never frown upon life keep my head up cause this shits God's plan
Everybody want advice I can help you out but its outta my hands
Only

fucking with the pretty voice
Feel like the man
Don't call me your boy
Said I'm a keeper
Still got a beater
She treat me like I'm in Royce
I never been one

kid I need my cake
They still sending search warrants
Like I ain't beat that case
Bitch I be all on niggas heads like beats by Dre

Took a nigga work

and he do it while he sober
Don't back down just remember what I told ya
Keep your head up boy keep your composure
Yea I know I been away
But a young nigga

through the motions just to feel somethin'
You in ya bed, spreadin' both ya legs
You're collecting bodies, tryna kill something
You're in your head, won't

quits
And I’ll only say this once, I don’t like your friends
I’ve been on the edge every night though
She puts all these thoughts up in my head, I feel

Bars up your nose up your sleeve
You sneeze achoo that's a blessed you
Tissue blew counting hundreds of big bag benjamin blues
YouTube views pursue

your head and you're unaware
That your girl in my bed in her underwear
Out the park, I run it home
I hit it out of here
I don't talk I get the bag

Charming mess
I'm at the bottom of your barrel
Swimming around, shoot me with an arrow
Graceless
Like a fish out of the tonic
Don't just sit upon

tell you
Put a price on your head, fuck around and sell you
Right outside yo momma house, bring them choppas out
It don't matter what you holler 'bout,

and play the role of both
Too young, we never knew how
Heavy was the crown atop your head, see
Times were tough but never went to bed, see
Nga gaulanga, uthe

a fat white boy that's a shooter
Homeless crack head that can fix ya computer
I ain't even tryna school ya
I'm just sayin' don't judge a book by it's

Who Put It Together

Turk

Raw and Uncut

2003

ramblers, and the early birds
Best believe they coming, all they need is the word
Where the fire at, and they gone crowd your world
Especially if you got big

Tire Shop

Gangsta Blac

Can It Be

1996

of the hit,
Made by the fools in SPV, forty-five glock unloads,
From ya head to ya toe, then come lil man
I'm loadin' that ni-zine from the darkness