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Puttin' Check Down

Buc Fifty

Battle Axe Warriors Compilation

2000

If I can't get no motherfucking satisfaction
We don't snatch kids, here we go nicknapping
Tell ya in plain English, not in Pig Latin
My enemies just

Got an eight by ten of me and him, when I was about nine
The game was over I was on his shoulders by the fifty yard line
He was a tall and lean

out
Whereabouts
Point em out
We gone slide to the spot and then go to the hotel
Roll up another security won't tell
Burn It up
Light it up
Roll another

legends
So i kill it the second i do a drop a acid
We only got the classics
But you know the status
I'm on another level bitch
By the looks sound and smell

that boy to death and I put it on everything
My worst fear is losing my grandmothers respect 
Cause even at my worst she still views me at my best
Ever

of cajun, salt and pepper, nothin' faze me
Turn around, she grab my dick, baby girl said, damn, boy, you thick
I said, girl, you so damn thick, too, and by

mind

Runnin thru my mind I'm
Only stopping for dro
I'm in yo city hit my celly
Tell that bitch I'm a goat
I tried to tell 'em as a
Youngin I'd be

When I roll that Dutchie
Grab my piece of the pie
Eyes been on prize
Tell them boys they don’t want nada
That’s a promise
On my mama and that sopressata

fuck with lil Johnny
Everything I do is fire, so I tell em don't pass me the lighter
I just been rockin the Spider
Think I ran outta rhymes yea I'm tired

relax
And welcome back to the land of your ancestors
Then I realized that
I been lied to by these Westerners
In the dark we danced the adamu
In the circle

’m on the boat with bricks
Tryna make it through to the other side cuz we ain't sinking shit 
I remember just awhile ago I use to sell them nicks
Now I got dope

fairytale on this side
That little fuck shit rat boy you better keep it
I got drip swag nigga that's to deep
And this bad bitch nigga getting naked

Yeah yeah

gimmie head
Feed um lead told um that boy dead he don't feel the air
I don't care any nigga dare he can disappear
Ima dog really tryna ball but I fuck it

U 47

Your Old Droog

Your Old Droog

2014

They was definitely F'in with me
Before a rapper even says one line, you can tell if he iffy
Know somebody just by watching how they move
Now you

All them ops I had shot em
Tryna reach a new level

Went from dope boy 28 Grams
Now the ice freeze my hands

Paid them courts i'm too clean
Now I put

as this
Got a mini drake with extended clip
Tryna beat her back out
Tryna beat her back out
Tell 'em free Jb till they let him back out
Sticks everywhere

this since SM went to jail Too much practice like I'm active. But it's hard to tell gigi's in my yellow jacket It ain't hard to smell If a nigga dare we

Aye
I been making all these hits girl

TT tell em for me

Making all these hits in Miami
Cuz I can't keep my mind off you
Girl I
I been making hits

bark
He think he's in my bracket, cause I let em in the ball park
I could put a down payment on your kids car Ock
You can hear my engine revving, so you

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha

Hi my name is Rozzy and my titties big as hell
I got a pretty face but crazy can you tell
My daddy was a pastor said I'm going

got snaked out by my kenfo
Tell me nigga what you in-four we tote gen-four's with extendo's
Let's do it, The Biggest
Feww, Feww, Feww, Feww, Feww, Feww,

marathon
They can’t run with us
I’m blowing Os all through the
Night until my feelings numb
And tell them boys to stand on ten
If they want war with us
Don’t

the heavens
Cos bitch I'm a crow
And these boys that I live by
We got a world to dominate
Bitch were Three Or Die
Shackled in chains
Young and insane
Once

the situation, probably made me crazy
My momma call, tell me boy stay up out them streets
You got a cousin in the county, while you running from police
No