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Yeah
Uhh
Nigga feeling good, boy
Feeling real good, you feel me
Woo
Just let that shit ride out
Energy loud at my show but the
Energy loud at my show

the drac'
And I ain't talking bout the
One hanging with Bia
You mad that I'm scoring
I tell em' to D up
You niggas cheap like the shit at Ikea
These niggas

Clash Of The Titans

Bugzy Malone

Clash of the Titans

2018

Sounds of the Sir
Yo, yeah
Listen, yo
Watch this, yo

I've been in all types of pickles
Back when man used to roll naked
By naked I mean no

feeding leaches that's eatin'
Then that could really begin to put a dent in expenses
Then again, Em, you'll be paying for this bill
Because we all can tell

hadn't drank a drop, still got hassled by the J.P.D.
And I said hey dude can't you just leave her alone
She ain't done nothin' wrong man and we just want

Lately I feel like I’m surrounded by snakes
And I can’t trust the people around me
Lately I debate every single word that these motherfuckers
Kept

Guaranteed dubs like the Boys on the schedule
I ain't scared of you bums I got somethin' to tell you
I'm aware that I'm finna be hated for foreshadowin'

Everywhere I go
Don't one make a sound
Flipping a pound of good, goodbye
To my old life
Hey to crime
I'm like Jay in his heyday it's a sign
What could've been

After this I'll probably go and beat my meat again
Call into work, "Tell the other guy to "go in"

Better work this shift with me
I'm sicker you can check

Hey gang Rupert Pinckney in the cut
I got some Bacardi in my stummy
I'm feeling rummy
And Im here to tell you something about corona virus
Fuck corona

but I still do 'em nasty
I don't nut in these hoes but I still keep a plan B
If this music don't blow, it's back to servin' candy
I ride by myself,

Ay
(Ay)
Who you think you are
(Huh)
Telling me my music's wack
(Yeah, it sucks)
Pshh please, get outta here
(No)
Ayo
Tell me what I don’t know
(What)

gotta walk with a glock
You know I don't fuck with the opps
Pussy niggas get popped by a popstar
Hope a bitch snitch don't tell, boy I wish you well
Money

there's no way
No, I don't want you to stay
I can tell that you're fake

Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix
(Pooh, you a fool for this

Bong Tokin Alcoholics

Kottonmouth Kings

Stoner Anthems

Well I call my boy X on the shower phone
"What's up, Saint? Man, I'm stoned alone
By the way I got the freaks on wait
Call up the krew, hook it up.

When you face the D-line your bottom lip will quiver
I trust the boys on this team, yeah I'd give 'em my life
Even though half of them are duller than

it evеry da day
Put your feet down, everybody gotta
Reach around and gеt now, everything
That they have or belonged to
‘em that they lost
Get it ‘cause

bitch I can fuck again pull up a hoe for the rerun
I remember all them cloudy days a nigga just prayed to see sun 
Looking at the dope boys stunting,

Blase Blah (Off Tha Head)

Kwest tha Madd Ladd

This Is My First Album

1996

beaten by the best
Yo, damn skip I be riding my own dick
Those with that fly shit up in they head, get domes swollen quick
Competition best pray for

tell his mother
Let him hang out with the brawny boys
Scrawny as his is
He hold his own against the bully
He pull out his hair and yell at them
They

should stop and observe hey
She said boy are you ready or not
I told her wobbledy wobbledy drop drop it like its hot
I ain't tryna waste no time tryna get

State of the Art

Sudden Death

Fatal Accident Zone

way you can't tell that they're really just ramblin
And most rappers can't even handle that part
So they get a guest appearance by ever rapper

a problem, we don't call them
Tell them meet up back where Nick plays
Stepped up with his chest out, left him in a neck brace
Educate yourself on who you

Look What You Did to Me

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

dying, hey mama
I want my Tunker toys right now
Don't make me cry, I don't want to have to kill again
I kill 'em out, till the world is empty
Look