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forgiveness
Argue wit my bitch but ain
Gone play wit you niggas

Traumatized by a lot of shit
Sick and tired of a lot of shit
Dat shit brazy how shit change

you and your lil' gang
I've been a thug, you just doin' it for the fame
Lame wit' a name, you ain't Z, you bought your way in
Boy, you ain't no

jacuzzi 
You can’t do nothing to me
And I like my man thuggin 
In the kitchen he whippin a 2 piece
Lord knows how good it get 
Hoes wishing that I would’ve

try to tell me that he tough 
Nigga what This nigga gonzo i got the Brass knuckles by the
drinks and hatari honzos, In the 90s drinking mondos,

If you

restin' in pieces
Greedo get poppin' like grease for no reason
(oh my God, oh my God)
Face tats on, janky lil nigga
Can't get a job so I'm servin'

doin', I had me a pack
I was influenced by trappers and hustlers
Thе realest of real, always had thеm a strap
I've just been
Been gettin' guala since

(termite)
Cause they be buggin' galore
But there's a difference between
Us brother man i'm from the motherland
Where the streets thuggin' for war
And these

Fumbled on fourth
Man I should've just punted
Now I'm like fuck it, four five dirty bird
I'm duckin'
22nd thuggin', dope fiend riddles and budgets
You

take it day by day though
Mm, and these drugs they keep me stable
On and on and it be so hard to say no, it's that nonchalant
Had to say up out the way

Mark Duggan 
All my hitters stay thuggin
I'm hungry I can feel it in my stomach 
I'm still outcheee keep it 1 hunna
Ima fly lil mama 
My hatters gone

it out, make this rap shit work

DnD, so if it ain't money, please do not disturb
We know where you stay, cause a lil birdie chirped
Doing all that

This lil mami tinker bell
I'm like the suns in the bubble
I hope my sons outta trouble and if they ain't then we struggle
And if motherfuckers thuggin

all deze clips need replacement/
Load up n cock it, I’m takin right off like a rocket/
I’m plugged, I keep me a socket, u know i be thuggin wit

ain't raisin' no sucka

Thuggin' it, OKC with that thunder
C3, I put a hole in his back like he Russian
You know me, Big 3, and I stand on that three

Tight Whips

504 Boyz

Ballers [Clean] [Bonus DVD]

big body Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue lights on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my

section, you come
Through with all that flexin'
Get your brain split
That gun ain't seen no action
On the block thuggin' in my Reebok Classics
Thug and Lil