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let's die
I'm just joking, take time
I'm stacking up for a next ride
BM but not a next five
I wonder one fed's drive
I've been in the back with handcuffs

they put the match to the gasoline
Created and sparked a fire within me that made a fighter
The drive man, it made me wiser
Fuck around and maybe just

not us like who send shots?
Like who bent what ?
Baddie stay by my side never needed a smut
Freaky lil bitch use my finger to bust
Keep a ooter in game

right now she treat me weird she need to stop that
Lil youngin he been running wild he keep it in his pocket
Run up on him he gone pop it
No, his ain't

Lights low but the vibe high
Yeen talking bout no money tell em bye bye
Fuck that nigga. Tryna shoot my shot just like a drive by bluaa bluaa
We got keep

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

ain't never had no girl that was acting fraud, 'cause they was hard
They say Lil' Flip always be sending, them haters to the morgue
See every time I

Sci-fi
I'm about to murder this beat like a drive-by
10-minute rap, leave nothing in the archive
You niggas rap but really only part-time
I'm about

on the net, they don't get busy
Catch him lackin' up in traffic if he run do him like Ricky

Yeah, lil' nigga want smoke, so I'ma puff him like a chimney
Oh,

heart with this. 
Breakfast on Rodeo Drive. Dropped a stack just for a tip. 
My cousin looking at me wild, these bitches know we the shit. 
Came a long

They wanna come, can K-I- double- C-I-T

They be lovin' how Chachellino pop p's
So I get the flip and call my player partner, G
Tell him, swing by, hit

Yesterday I had to do the race ain't taking pink slips
Slide through I was working in that drive through
In the stu I whip it like a chef I'm baking pies too

ugly you sure you gonna thug with me
(By my side)
Tryna come up on the bubbly
Gotta double what they took from me (That’s right)
Press one button now

I been on my get back, cop a bag slow
You would never see that, use the trap door
Chop it up wit ya, like I really mean it (uh-huh)
I don't keep

crib, finna get these whips, finna drop these hits, finna get this dough, had to make the shit flip, had to make the shit quick, I ain't really have

Yeah what, what
Back up on the remix, let me flip this
beat be hitting hard, it might just leave ‘em with slipped disk Penning every lyric, recorded

Got the gang on lock and we never give a fuck
I'm a real ass shooter i don't drive by on the block 

Manz got mad cuz I did that
Aye
Hating on the kid

a days I move smarter
10 toes by my lonely
I push myself harder
These lames have no drive like a car with no starter
Sneak diss on my gang it go down

nigga alive, smoking weed while I drive/
Get g’s all the time, I flip p’s on my life/
I was running through the gold, I was running through the ice/
200K

Room in hell, where the ruthless dwell
Time will tell, slow down like moving snails
Spewing wells, chanting my fluid spells
My mood ain't swell I feel

the Moonlight
Drinking Moonshine
Until a lil boy wanna test me
I'll get my mood right
I only smoke exotics
I be high as a kite
And I ain't running from ya dog
If

8:46 i look thru the list 
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in

I'ma get you there
I don't know what they doing all this talking fa
Like dat sneak dissing ain't gone cost ya bra
Fuck ah drive by bitch I'm walking up

drop it way down below
The way that she go up and down the pole
Shawty can drive the boat
Lil' baby gon' ride, Shawty gon' hide the dope

I'm just

gas bag
We get 'em in by the trashbag
Heard he want beef with me, he
Not no street to me, i got that heat with me
(let's do it) don't try to creep on me