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over my midst
Had no money, had no girl
Never had a kiss
Try to talk to any shawdy
Dem go just de hiss
I didn't look good, man
Ain't even had no cheese

the twos one boring mm
We extorting him
Green by my side Mandalorian
Double g's from the hat too the shirt
Too the belt n them bitches be all
Over my feet

Mic check one two one two
It's the reality and it's whole totality
This your boy Slim Dog backed up by Dukki Boi
We are the Crescent City Boys

him in traffic
He hit that boy with a 4 by 4
Dre Ski too savage
My heart cold I can't wife no hoe
Especially them ratchet lil hoes
They be doing

miss my homie why he died for a treesh
What you lacking for bruh where the fuck your piece
You know you gotta make it home by any means
Don't know where

Got my ladies on each arm
Got my men by my side
I’m bringin home my mom groceries
Livin Family life

Clearin punks out of the park
So all the young ones

exhausted
Yea heaven in a coffin
Good dick and saucing
Geeking straight flossing
High up moon walking
No work all bossing
Coughing the money up
Call her my

Good morning. Yes the pleasures all yours, I'm sure
It's a fine day for a smoke and a drink, wouldn't you think
Oh and by the way, I'd just like

really knows is wreck
I can't front him too much work, he'll fuck the money up
I don't like commitments, tell the Distro this a one and done
My homies ask

I know that I can't keep trappin'
I know ima make it by rappin'
Put my mom and my bros in a mansion
Yeah I gotta make it happen
I gotta make money

tryna make my feelings last 

 

[Verse 2] 

I got my mind on my money and my grind on 100 

Balenci Saint Laurent like im walking out of London 

I get

tryna reach them
Got the lord guiding each step
Hoes in my dm
But i don't need them
I'm on my grind from the am to the pm
I rather get it by myself
I'm

won a hundred billions bucks, I hit the jackpot
Cuz God loves me, that's what's up
Even though I ain't got no honey or a lot of money
I got Jesus in my

Street Life

LA the Darkman

Heist of the Century

1998

wid intelligence 
Get money like embezzlement  worrying as the president 
LA the Dark coming, inheriting nature, Islamic 
Stay loyal to my clan like

Mans

Fuck all da fakes I'm moving With G's 
Makes no mistakes I kill you With ease
Baking the cakes I added the Cheese
Cava my drip I wear it with steez

of the evil, tryna look out for the people
Separatin from the fraudin hatin, man I promise my peers ain't my equals
Been in a lane by my lonely
I'm just tryn get

ten times, no switch

Feel like Machiavelli, these 4G Pirellis You know that my whole gang on go
These niggas be talking like they getting money But

gotta lope
As they croak I see myself in the pistal smoke fool
I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like
On my knees in the night, saying

Ultimate [Remix]

Juicy J

32 Zel

2015

himself and family 
By any means, your enemies, my enemies
We wet them up like a canteen 
The yellow tape surrounds the fate
Don't have a face, so now

that get messy (Messi)
My tank on full, you on empty
You don't wanna start a war with me
You don't wanna be up by forty feet
I don't wanna be met at your

Rose
Whoa, whoa
It's the voice of the South Brook
Home to so much hidden talent that gets overlooked
Shouts to all my people gettin' money on and off

Who Run It

Hypnotize Camp Posse

Three 6 Mafia Presents: Hypnotize Camp Posse

2000

Fuck a platinum plaque, gimme money, where the dollars at
(Blap, blap) We dare them to stack it for 10 G's
(Where you from?) Black Haven is where I be

me
Gang, gang, gang, gang
That's on my brother, I need a hat
Got shot at by some bitches, went and got my lick back
This Glock, my body guard, when I

then we gone ride or you gone play with me
Stay by my side and we survive we gone play for keeps
Send shots at niggas heads if niggas think about slaying