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a student what
Rule one
Yo respect if you lose son
Don't be big back about to learn to move dunn
All hell to niggas in jails
With sharks in they

cousin like 
I got the P's help me bag it up
Came through with the vacuum seal
Pack was shipped by lunch
If a nigga ever spend the night
Get him gone by

Streets Disciple

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

some lil' niggaz they can have it
Coke baggin' and toe-taggin'

They took Will, let me describe him, a live one
I think that he was the true 'God's

NEW TEC-9
GOT THE GRIP
WITH THE LAZER
I DONT GIVE A FUCK
LIL BITCH IM FAMOUS
POP A LIL PERC
LIL BITCH IM PAINLESS
SMOKING ZAZA
AND I BLOW BY THE ACRE

where you goin?
Where you from? Feels like I know you
I'm just tryna get a lil closer
You could be my drug but I'm geeked by myself
High as hell, Spaced

it, I hit it off the rip
I'm off tip, woke up to whip like this
That icy wrist, you will never hit like this, like this
The fresh so frigid, I go by Mr

[Intro]
Lil Wayne: yea
Juelz Santana: uhh uhh uhh uhh
Lil Wayne: yea
Juelz Santana: I cant feel my face,
yea, I make the sound so beautiful, u did

redruM, Mr. I-B-N, fool
Oh, that's what Lil Fly would do
Now Killaman what would you do?

First I hit up Crunchy and I get full of that Holy Ghost

It's a lot (how much?), it's a lot
I'ma leave him by the drop and stomp his dad out with my Docs
I ain't rock, I ain't pop
And I sure as hell ain't

'm selling
Riding with some ghouls Ken Kaneki
Tarantula legs shit get hairy
You'll get cut up by the scythes pussy niggas dykes
Niggas clowns no mr mime I

me, then she through
All these bitches, they comin' in twos Mr make somethin' shake, I don't play by the rules
We gon' camp on that block with the 9 in

've been around the block a couple of times
cnd everything I touch turns to gold
Take me by the hand my man
Show me the way of the land
Get me the hell out

the telling me her wrongs acting like imma go and make em right
I just been outta sight
Damn lil boy this a gunfight why the hell did you bring a knife
Huhhhh

knows the bread is my Mrs.
30, side of my pocket
She wanna fuck but she think that I'm toxic
I was outside with the shooters and shit
Got so many bitches

up for success and now I'm gon be rich by 25
Ooo my mind is racing, life's what you make it, so improvise
You should be In my dm's asking how I can

shit finna take flight
Feel like Mr. Freeze how I'm surrounded by ice
Gettin' them blue faces
Yeah aight

Aye man
Life be making you feeling dumb as fuck sometimes
Hahahaha
Lil' bitch
Yuh
This shit had me all gassed up I be passin' out
Going hella dumb

for me I aint goin call lil durk ,by myself put that boy in a hearse

Who ever done told me drugs gon work they lied to me
I put that bitch in celine
We

I find out he got a next Mrs
What you think all the goons is for
Two by the door a few more out in New York
And I feel 'em curry chicken, I'm all

by the fire chilling out, chilling out just got so cold
It got so loud it got so loud 
Must save my life blindside blindside
I was in love
Girl

Wish i

some snow
I think I chose the wrong path
Where the hell will I go?
I'm pulling up the weeds

You got to get some patience
Mr. Justin H
All of these

decisions I had failed 
I get high as hell so on the bullshit I do not dwell 
But I take my lumps ni pockets FAT like they Mr. Klump 

What's the most he'll

Still give em dick give em bone
Go thru hell to get me on a song
I hit it quick then im gone
Bitch said she love me I feel its a setup
Give that Lil Bitch

Fuck a fake nigga, I can die by myself
I only drive in sport
'cause the faster the better
Basketball seats, I got NBA leather
Shoot a nigga quick
If