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you heard the news?
What's that?
Lil' Rob got a brand new sound ese, called the Sureno blues baby
And this is how it gets down on the brownside of town

like Ralo (Ralo)
TSA and I'm feelin' like Apollo
Bricks comin' in, goin' out by tomorrow, lil' nigga (uh)
Keep a Drac' in the city like I'm Aubrey, ha

Nasty Girl

Too Phat

360° [Platinum Edition]

as
And flings that don't last
They call me a sophisticated thug
Like Rass Kass
Hey ma
Looking like a million
Judging by the way you roam
Is you half Italian?
Now

Who Got the Chronic?

Dizzy Wright

SmokeOut Conversations

2012

touch us
Honestly these lil niggas love us
So ask em

Who got the chronic?
Who got the chronic?
Cause me I'm tryna blow
So if you're tryna roll let

Awaken

Culture VI

Elite

2004

problem
The dude was talking shit when all I wanted was to rob 'em
But don't worry boss I got 'em

[Bugzy Bogart]
Just then PV walked in
Talkin' about how

So one of these muddaskunt lying!

Verse 1:
I-i-I ain't never sell crack in my life, sell ? in my life.
Sell a lil bit of ? maybe once in my life.

get the wire
I stack before I floss all these zips why my jeans flyer
Tryna achieve higher that don't mean bullets can't breeze by ya
Fuckin the fam

a nigga try to sneak in my
Crib I got barbwire
Scammed a white actor who played
A voice on Bob's Burgers
Bunch a niggas try to come and
Rob me caught 5

Nigga I than made 6 bands it ain't even midnight
Went and blew it on a chain cause that lil shit light
Nigga I don't never slip stick on my hip tight
Feds

a lil better
Man thats for the small minded
I dont want yo chains or ya watch i want yo spotlight bitch
So i might rob and steel from any rapper with

Don’t give me no clout
Don’t give me the funny
Just give me the money and you can go

Lil Gotit:
Hey baby
All my slimes coming in
And you know they bout

drove it where my gang hang
Came through and seen my lil
Niggas out gang banging
Nigga throwing two fingers, two gangsters
Two pistols
We drive benz

to chatter
To your plug about Kraven matters
You dug yourself a grave lil boy
I hope you used a tractor
Yeah you fuckin with the master
Heard you cook I cook

suburban
We them niggas that the hoes
Tryna fuck for Birkins
Cut into her for that head
I don't fuck with flirting
Thinkin you gon' rob them? 223s
They'll

my fuckin' chair so
I can line him up (Bah, bah, bah)
Bitch, I'm in the Southeast, nigga
We scared of what? (Ayy)

When you catch 'em by theyself
They

at my door like it is police
Yeah that bitch bad but she
Need a lil seasoning
And I'm hated by the three seasons
And I'm drinking on nothing but lean,

'bout all of that G
Shit you hear me talk
Certified everywhere, so if you thought
That you was gon' rob some' 'round here
Nigga hold your horses
Me and BG

this shit by the dozen
I'm cutthroat man I just robbed my cousin
Alotta foreign bitches but I can't love em
That 40 on me I ain't tussling
I hop out

yo' bitch drop that!
I smoke the most of the reefer
Hangin' wit' Dos Cadenas
Made it rain, hurricane
Give out that money like FEMA
Turn that lil bitch

Uh, going HAM
I can't afford it, so I'm eating Spam
Watching Rob Van Dam what the fuck? Sam I Am
With the green eggs and ham, nigga I'm crazy
Come

to God
Now it's different
I made the Milly, just by takin' your misses
Little fuckboy so watch now, watch in 2022
You motherfuckers have to dead me
'cah

lil' ho that I'm on it, bitch, give me my money
Niggas be pussy, no kitty
Ho, welcome to Memphis where niggas be crying like bitches
Keep it a hunnid,

buh buh) shot my heart, went down
All my love gone, down the drain, went down
All I see is money
Fly lil shawty hit the ground
Look to the sky, tear

a nigga in middle school
I'm looking where my pen go
Video at the grave sight
We by the dead folks (Brra)
With the chopper
Feel like Hungry Hungry Hippo
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