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that red and blue drink
Yeah
Green cash rules everything
We coming for the rings
Give me nova cane and I won’t feel a thing
Wrist look like a sink
Fuck

Okay it’s been a few months since the movement popped off
Since I couldn’t log off
Hypnotized by everybody steady shittin’ on cops
Feeling scared

Maybe we was caught in the middle
Maybe I fell off just a little
Made me see red
Cuz I gave you the blues
Instead of lies should've gave you

breakfast
I just want that 460 LS Lexus
The hood was full of untapped potential
Gun clapped credentials, Barrettas
Before college I was online with them

wiping all around the block
Tryna run from all the cops
Red and blue so we don't stop
My goons be living by a code no they don't talk
Circle small this

Many reasons to stay cool
I used to want to carry the hood
On my back like the local monks
Till I figure out my uncle was a little drunk
When he told me

me
Gotta find me in the red coupe
That's my boo looking pretty new
Yeah I got the juice yeah cooking up
Fucking up turning up don't give a fuck
Don't

Can't stop, won't stop
I be on my Red Hot Chili shit
Calling it this Lemon Pepper Drip
Remember when riding around
On my face I had frown
Had to turn my

It's been hard to see the end in mind 
It's my life sometimes I think of ending mine
Red and blue lights sirens and signs a racing head at night 
I'm

the controller
Playing these bitches so cold like joker
Even when i nut my face stay poker
She a little crazy, i keep on choking her
She play with my dick till

I stepped back while the bros caught the red eye no harden
I'm talking live footage of balancing priorities 
Trading in being a vanity slave for

hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real
I hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside
Lettin niggaz know that this the see-SIIDE! (yeah)

{*with singer

by the pound
My eyes stay red every time he in town
These niggas stay mad, they bitches loving my sound
I got two fingers up and ten toes down
As God

Two

Rise & Shine

Xclusive R&B

2006

the winds of the poles
Either that or they lack soul spilling red blood for black gold
Human sacrifice, make me wonder bout nine eleven
What they doin' in

beasts
And I might smoke these swisher leaves but I swear ain't shit sweet
And I can't say no gang shit on a song cause that ain't me
And I'm riding by

bars are what they dread
Blue bottom kicks turn em red (Blood)
If you talk against the gang boy you boutta end up dead
J-Bone pulled up for some bars

on me

I'm a chop it up, roll it up and add a little bit of light now

And I'm a tell you where you oughtah be right now

Motherfucker riding

is this, all they do is this
I was at South Beach with them little dreads
Pool Palace I was throwing bread
Black flag I'm Boss bred
But got close

on his watch home alone paranoia 60gs
On the spot got a line on
The girl he not with me in the block
Get love in the hood we be
Feeding the block i ain't

I'm deciding on which one I should pluck, she kept her eyes on the road
Wearing a little white dress and a red rose, poppy gave her after the show
Baby

talking Mary Jane, and edibles, and Magic Chocolate bars, and Crown Royal, and coolers of Coors Light, and bottles of red and whites, and little powder bags

Why we're back in action only after ample practice, bet
Really though, rap is riding a bike
Never forget to come correct every time we touch the mic
In

know what's going on over there
Ruger

Keep talkin', I'ma hang you by your tongue
Off the Def Jam building, wait for the cops to come
Little bum, fuck

the lost high
It's how I get by
Wait till I tell you about this new high
When I fell in love with you
Girl that's that new high
I never knew you'd change my