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Yall worse than a diddy party
I wish yall didn't get me started
Now Ima eat you regardless
I go simply retarded
Whats up wit all of this beef
Swear all

the green, we blow heavy dro
Plus we get the party poppin' we stay hot
Black Hippy like Ab-Soul, Kendrick, and J-Rock
Known for blazin', show em how killa my

never say die never say die never say die die die

You could have me surrounded on all sides

You could hang my by my ankles light me up and let me fry

I

Republicans or Democrats neither
We need our own party
Party for the people
Poor working class citizens that's not evil
And not corrupted by money
And not these

in, I don't know distractions
You can't decode the flow, I
Came to overdose this, the spider package
Jury party
I'll invite the ratchet to book ya ass

ain’t sippin’ on Modelo’s
I like the parties where there isn’t no fellas,
And it’s bigger than Coachella
You gotta say yes to the bag,
What is you

si cígo, mhm-hm, jako vždycky
Stoup si do okna a koukal na Měsíc a hvězdy
Padat budou čekal, mhm, j-jestli
A když by spadla, tak nemám si co přát

gone lupe’
  Chick done fucked around, wit every playa on the blue jays’
 She wants things don’t care who pays’
 Thas why she leavin the club, in new j’s

and it's hot
A day at the swap meet coppin' a fit
And the whip, get a shower and it's straight to the Strip
Yeah I cruise by passin' slow as molasses
All I

Lying-in-the-sofa type of guy, that's me,
In the party I'm like "bye-bye, got a ride back in a taxi"
It's getting down tonight,
They're living it up

and I
I go far do you wanna vibe
Flow so sick loud gotta capitalize
Do not disturb and I slide and decline
We stay up till the sun come by
Feel too lit

the plug on the trap phone
I can't afford to slip up again, this could be gone by tomorrow
Your shawty up all on my body (What?)
She got that WAP like Cardi

of the party kissing your chick 

I ain't have that type of love for her 
But I'm really in my bag now
If she told me she was seeing you nigga 
I probably

to party we ain't came with no gun
Tryna pull up in a rari stay with twinnenem it's von
Give em heat like melanin no sun
How i'm packing all this heat you'll

Uh, What the?
Where the hell am I?
Is this even real?
Get me out
Get me out
Get me out

Surrounded by people with moronic behavior
I think you need

smoother than la manteca (manteca)
And we party like a jamboree
Poppin' bottles' with the bad hoes' (bad hoes')
And you know I'm bout my cash flow (cash

cribs on both coast I'm 2big
Basquiat with the bars
I'm a piece of art
Everybody eat with us
It's a pizza party
Dr. Sebi diet
Eating on some alkaline

Kids on the Ave

Miilkbone

Da Miilkcrate

1995

The block's hot, the block's hot with top notch glock shots
Surrounded by fiends but in for slingers to drop rocks
The blue baggy bender boys, that's

friend, but you faded away
Louis V sneakers, this isn't no J's
I'm rocking some jeans, I don't een know the name
I need the bank, I don't een want the fame

to the bread by any means possible
I'm tryna bring Dutch in, like I was managing Liverpool
We can sit and talk, you can find out that I'm really cool, composure

at college party 
Women used to blow by quicker than autumn 
Next spring I be hotter than summer they falling 
Then they’ll beg for time And I’ll beg pardon

by the gun. D.J. at the party ain't played one hit,

best slap the D.E.G., put the fade on it. Even before the song is done,

she want the giddy off

skinned shaking ass out that Gucci thong
Called her by the wrong name told her play along
And if she didn't then she's out by the next song
I'm pimpin'

a mule
to put my kids through school
Live by my number one rule, got to support my crew
I’ve got nothin’ to lose, divin’ head first in the pool
I’ll be