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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah UH
(I'm just tryna see wassup, what we doin
Shit, let's get ready to rumbleeeeeeeee)

What we doin (What we doin)

state
Yeah
Welcome to beefing, niggas chiefing, bitches cheating on they nigga
Welcome to love letters that are written by soft hands
With a heart full

(Piece by piece
We can get there
Just keep going forward
This is an example of that
Because this shit ain't all
Figured out
It's just a bunch

"I'm doing good"
"Klein ding, Nix stress. Hope you're doing good"
'Cause I don't burden you with my shit dawg
Living on the edge, we're all ready die

and mogul
My package is total you ask for a discount I'm taxing you double
I'm back with a big mouth I'm ready to rumble I gave you the vision you made it

you all that I strive
For, it was dawn then we hide
Cause this ain't all for the world
To see, I draw me a life with you sitting all by my side
You give

about when I rhyme
Range from fuck crimes to tough times
Line to line it's all mine
But dmac produced it

The bars by Tres Louis
Popping off in hip hop

You ready or not yeah fatal he rock
Give me the Mic. Bout to blow up the spot
Turn up the speakers and make sure they knock
Yeah make sure they knock

mooh pe gayi moot

Shuru shuru mein main cute uske baad hua rude
Auron ko wo bheje late night nudes
Baby mujhe bare kaam, Tabhee milta main kamm
Zabaan

of guns that ain't never been shot niggas just babysitting
He got a dirtbag so when he go around people and it smell like a baby Shitting
Wig on with

It's Alright

Shari Ulrich

Everywhere I Go

2014

ready to give up the fight
There you are when we turn out the light

It's alright, it's alright
Don't you worry it'll be alright
Why do I always

or liquor
I chase the paper
A cool dude who's down to earth
It's in my nature
I blow trees we got that fire
By the acres
I'm always making moves Uhaul
And you

blinded by the wicked
The clock is ticking
It's almost over
We must be sober and righteous
Keep your composure
And Lord guide us
Trust
The Lord
With all
Thy

me serious
By all means, do all things
Put Christian's on your feet
As long as we remain Jesus'
Marriage talk
Never say never like Bieber did
Baby love

Hey son
You up
How are you doing
You slept well
I'm cooking breakfast
Go get ready for going
I feel you son
I know you're not happy
With all your

it
Work for it
It's game time baby, time to change into that uniform
They're ready and waiting for you to get out and perform
Showing everyone what you

you text my phone, I ignore it
I leave it on read
I'd rather chill out by my lonely, count money instead
Every time I turn around, you on my line
I

foreal
Told my dawg to slow down niggas dying from popping pills
Niggas ain't never been handy but ready for a drill
They just gave my dawg some years he

the same decisions when you're miles and miles away
Yeh baby I been on ma grind, but its been too slow
And I'm so sick of these love songs, I wrote it like

Dr. Madison, I think we're ready...

Yeah

As I start it, I'ma end it from the beginning
With lyrical spitting, me and my dog we gone' sick 'em
Like

a way to you, baby cannot explain
Shawty you always pocket watching, feel a different type of way
Soon as a nigga bring up shopping, smile up on ya face

Christmas time in the city I always bless my committee
Paper bag what's in it? A Ruger, doja, or pendants?
I'm beloved by every soul in my set

don't think you ready for us to be a thing
But neither am I, I just see chemistry
I'm willing to take the chance where you at
Tryna choreograph

breaking hearts just to see which ones gonna fall 
Please do not dial my number 
I got a new bitch who'll be here by the end of the summer 
I gotta tell