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Check the Clock

Grap Luva

The Essence of J. Rawls

2001

the gun on the hip
Got enough ice in the freezer, don't need none on the wrist
Just trees and more Henny, that's how I come in this bitch
Just like y'all

Cupid
Mix these drugs then I go stupid
Bitch I go dumb huh, cuts make me feel numb
If you can't handle that flame, then don't go pick up that gun
Hopping

at the vma's
Kilo's in a gram, po's be my fans
That's why I'm overseas doin shows in Japan
I got Gats from the future, see-through guns
So when my bullets leave

Probably because I died
How the fuck did I go out
Suicide (ahhhh)

Not by a pill or a knife or a gun
Or by hanging myself in the middle of the night
I went

mi rev the 15 same way mi rev the Benz

The Lord is my light and salvation
Down by the river carry me oh Lord
(Unu gwaan review mi song dem unu cyah

by tonight
(Ouuh ouuh)
(Gun in the booth, bet I put one in my head)
(Gun in the booth, bet I put one in my head)
(Gun in the booth, bet I .....)
(Gun

Ghetto D

Master P

Ghetto D

1997

Ain't no fuckin order too big 

And makin crack like this is the song 

You won't be getting yo money if yo shit ain't cooked long 

Never cook yo

Ghetto D

Master P

Tight Azz Mixes

1998

Ain't no fuckin order too big 

And makin crack like this is the song 

You won't be getting yo money if yo shit ain't cooked long 

Never cook yo

keeping, guns, drugs, everything to commit
A crime and then harm people and then cheers it, make videos promoting the killshit
Tell the truth I've been

(It's thirty nine bitch)
Big boy talk, the fuck is you talm bout
I talk shit but i don't spit the gum out
I ain't no shooter, I don't pull the gun

this not a soul tape
No no I just need a whole break
Mix Chanel and Dior and she ate the whole plate
Yea the meal that I served it resembled '08
When

Hum and sigh
Suck my dick
Numb inside
Fumbled by the other side
Pull the knife from under my
Jumper, strike, I’m unafraid
With gun at side, I’m

Handmade mix tapes, hand 'em out, here you go
My favorite love song's tryna
Bang through your stereo
I used to steal the car
Keys, joyride car thief

Always cook up in the kitchen
Pills and codeine, we mix 'em (Tru)
Got the scope, so we ain't missing (Pew)
Shoot at you, then we dipping (Yuh)
This

Grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law
I live

Got it by myself, I be thuggin on my own
I can't tell 'em how I feel I put my feelings in a song
Back when I was broke they wasn't blowing up my

Yeah, real Za, nigga
(Chapo) Chapo

Yeah, nigga take precaution when you step in this trap house (trap house)
Only drugs and guns allowed
I get

these shit songs
Iowa is plagued by the
Ones who wanna get grown
All these pussy ass rappers only do it
For the clout
All these pussy ass niggas
They

ain't feelin' you
Felon with a gun, that's five years in minimum
Homicide that's 25, Matt we gon' be missin' you
Wayne gave my nigga 30, he couldn't stop

Crusin’ with a Luxman
Yea
I can do this by myself who said I need you
Racks piling who said that I need you
Plug jumpin trying to see where it lead

'em right
They love it when I mix the baking soda with the white
Police got me on the run
'Cause they know we movin' by the ton
City to city, state

get credit
Follow the trends they hopping on with perpetrators
I juss want them here my songs to keep them motivated
A couple thousand on some streams

it, I mean, you want it, I want it, you want it
I want it, you want it i mean you want it, I want it, you want it, I want it, you want it!

I got a gun

Gotta mix these packs and potions
No P's 'til I put a SIM in a burner
I'm on the block like Werner, backroad lurker
Fully paid, bro, I'm an earner