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It's the M-I-L-K-M to the A-N
And a hundred pounds of weed is what I'm fucking weighing
Yea I'm posted with the homies and that's where I'm fucking

a va péter une fuze
Pis si après toute ça, a n'en fait pas tout un cas
Malheureusement pour elle, v'là le C-D-R-I-K

J'ai gardé mes Tim's bottes pour

serving old drugs, K&B
Older nigga with some young shooters, that's LeBron team
Before the hurricane, had a OG mind frame (huh)
I was peepin' niggas swag

Le coup du patron

Joke

Perestroïka

2015

O.K., Yuri, dur-Gra, Joky
Pour mes O.G., mes pules-cra, mes ndoki
Grosses liasses dans le blue jean
Grosse paire de couilles à la Poutine

Anini with this flow idiots call him
Lucky to be here
Luncheon on S.K with G-nut finna high 365 (Garri bitches)
Only giving me dues
When they saw

Well, fuck you! Bubba K moving on his own now
Love is unconditional, so why I feel alone now
Truth is, no one believe until you make 'em so
I'ma take your

gratte quand même
Que des lignes comme un camé
À ce qu'il p', l'épanouissement c'est pour les gars d'bonne famille
Manque de pot, ici tous mes loups sont

play then that K' get his face wet
Say he be out pussy boy then come check in
I smoke a wood full of opps I ain't stressin'
I got some shooters with me

on the green and my gang BCA
I hit me a lick and I'm gone to the A
I feel like the Klan cause I'm counting up K's
I'm hard on a bitch I won't give her a hey

Clarence Anini with this flow idiots call him, lucky to be here
Luncheon on S.K with G-nut finna high 365 (Garri bitches)
Only giving me dues when they saw

Since the womb, you know P been chuckin' up the W
Respect my lost borough
It's still nothin' to fuck with too
I move heaven and earth with two fingers

dem B zu dem C zu dem D
Zu dem E zu dem F zu dem G
Von dem H zu dem I zu dem J zu dem K
Uu dem L zu dem M zu dem P
Von dem Q zu dem R zu dem S zu dem

bitches, caint tolerate them
You see killers walking down on you, best up that K and spray them
I hit 3's just like they layups
Want some pussy, hit they bae

to sleep then jump back in the streets
Soon as I got my money up I jump right back in some beef
Only way not to lose it keep me on my P’s & Q’s
That 44

m'ont quand même mis sur l'coté
J'ai botté en touche mais j'reviens pour les k*ker
J'suis glocké, malheur à celui que j'vais choper
Ce fils de p*te peut

p
Back then I aint never need friends
Got demons for blood stay with me
Since young so we still two hands on skengs
Still lurk on the streets I aint

Just p's on my mind that's relevant
Yo pick up the call it's fame
Eh yo bro how's you know my name
Do you know who's fate
Yeah bro by chance how'd know

pleaser 
The fuck yankee we no dey hia damn visa 
The wey kind of chow be pizza?
The frisbee am thrower 
The banku be much better sayer 

The K.K

veux garder l'secret mais on sait
Tu veux prévoir mais ta vie est une mise en scène
Il est gâché il pense qu'à tirer sur le Zen
Alxx appelle moi le K

sur l'beat j'reste à, persévérer
Percer vraiment, par ces versets, p't'être c'est l'moment, mais j'sais qu'j'verrai
MisterMaster obstinément un style

P'tite s*l*pe, dis moi qu'il y a un truc putain entre vous
Tu m'as dit qu'j'étais parano qu'j'devais arrêter,
Et tu m'en veux d'la manière dont j't'ai

than me the g dotta
I got grown folks calling me coach like p's partna
It's a celebration i ordered the cheese lobsta
Lactose but not for the cheese

hit a lick
Got niggas on they P's and Q's terrified yeah I get ignorant
You need work bro got it for the low what you want come spend some shit
Got

do you bad, we gon' marchin' with the K
Talkin' all that tough stuff, but he won't say it to my face
Caught him lackin' broad, then we gon' mase em