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nunca 'teve Um mata aos 14 e tem uma pena leve Outro rouba aos 20 e come uns dez Tu 'tás todo fresh, cash cresce Mas cuidado a subir, que quem sobe,
another band Hundred bands in twenties ain't fittin' In no rubber band Hop in, press the pedal to the floor Break the dash they ain't seen this whip Before,
Chalalalala Lalalala Lalalala Lalalalala Love illicite 20 balles de shit À deux dans l'aube Le jour nous frôle J'fais ça pour avoir les billets,
eu trato Disseram que eu nunca conseguiria, consegui 'To na Espanha, foda-se pro Barça e pro Real Madrid 20 mil euros pra dá rolê 'Cê gasta numa
with some liquor and thoughts, I know a youngin' probably shouldn't have I got out the street out cooking in the lab Probably should've seen twenty but
you needa hit nigga come see me Spend 20 gz I can put you in tha game My beats cost bird fare nitty got game Quick to make hit just ask JB Dope boi
got seven years for heroin inside that baggie (true story) I'm twenty-five and I got so many problems that still ain't vanish I'm certified, you can
don't need a friendly to me I make at least twenty-five just to breathe on the beat Tell me, how many niggas wanna fuck this bitch named Brat 60644 is
twirk somethin nigga, Twirk somethin bitches How ya livin fool? I got ballin in the kitchen Ghetto star wit riches,Got gold on my dishes 20 inch when im
that double barrel big strong boys My niggas either be on 18's or 19's 20'ed up, tinted up, piped up Tanked up, filled up, grilled up, loaded,
cause of this slut She let me go and I ran to my act-right My hands was bleeding, I was squeezing trigger hella tight Like twenty shells I let her have it
a waste 20 years later we in the same place The cape is unsafe I’m making you wys of problems we face Stating my case and I leave it on record for all
Ain't fuckin' with y'all Hit the club for thirty days straight And fuck up the bars Buy Kris and don't drink it Pour that shit all on broads Throw twenty
is through I'm the master scammer while they threw you in the slammer I was in your car and made my getaway I'm counting tens and twenties, yeah,
mnie szacunku A tata pokazał jak nie dostać w papę Bo tu się liczy papier a nie co powie papież Bo my lepiej znamy pacierz 20 lat na karku, trochę dragów
deuce's, Monte Carlo Chevy Wanna know what's inside, AK, and I'm ready That nigga couldn't beat me in a tennis game with 20 arms That nigga couldn't beat me
footsteps They aren't the way, so turn back Set the course to watch them fall But these cuts are deeper after all Twenty-seven years, my heart still
Mama war am Anfang nicht begeistert Aber All-In verdreifacht mein'n Einsatz 20 mille Cash macht mich attraktiver So wie Aquafina Ich mach aus 'ner Casio
Where I used to be loitering Twenty-seven carats in my wrist Call Bugs Bunny But them ain't all my carats Three more in my ring I don't know where you
it was a stage race I thought it was a race where You run like 20 miles set up camp Barbecue outside and then go run Some more the next day So, I call
move so slow. Maybe 'cause you move so slow. But sitting on the verge of tears does not become my twenty two years. You took my shame, and you took my
in the dark Like twenty-five to life no i never crossed They mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang On a dark knight super tired man,then wake
assassinated But you procrastinated You had a chance to get me 20 deep but ya'll niggas was still scared to hit me Get me hotter than lava when I hear bitch
giving away the slack pus That's how we living though Dead and gone before he twenty-four Or in jail, but why'all don't hear me though As I continue
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