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heater on the driver
Try us
You won't even get by us
Act tough get fucked up like Dave did Goliath
Girl I'm the supplier
Cop again get higher
This Life

Ayy, say tell J to run that track
Tell lil shawty bring it back
Where I'm from we throw them fours and we call this shit the mak
Where I'm from you

Lately I been to myself  I'm plottin' cause I'm tryna get rich
Rather stress about some money before I stress about a bitch
Forever steppin' by my lonely

Aye, turn me up
Turn me up
What, what
Dr. Dre, chronic pain on my grave
East PA, Jersey on me like I'm Dr. J
Fill the room
Flower bloom smoke you out

get in motion
Still won't be the one you blame
And I'm surrounded by opps, cuz I'm allergic to these niggas
Got dro inside my pocket when I need

baptized
Nigga do the same instead of steady trying to chastise
Rolled a lil sum while we're chilling on the sofa
Only good shit, you can tell it by the odor

with B
Make sure I call that boy J. I tell him the pak on delay
You know that I hustle by day
So in the darkness of the night
You know that I'm rolling

she a fan
Catch me if you can, it's the gingerbread man
You already know by the album, see the movie, read the book
It's God Level

Billy Goat
It's J

getting head inside a Tesla bad bitch, slim, thick, her ass fat, I call her precious
By the flick of the wrist, you can tell I'm extra diamond, bezel musta

summer
I remember bein' told somethin' by a old lover
I remember bein' pulled up when I was thrown under
All November long headstrong in the breeze
I don't

today I'm so proud of you!

Verse 3: Lil K HPB
Twese turakwishimiye
Twese turanezerewe
Que devrais-je te donner?
Pour mieux t'exprimer la fierté que j

beat the lil bih I’m Dr. Dre
She know that young nigga ain’t come to play
And When that money callin I pick it up
If it ain’t about that I don’t give

Started on Randall court with Lil Johnnie
Vacay for the week with my lil mami
Coolin' by the pool sippin Mai Tais
From my momma basement to a downtown high

up)


What you know... bout bales....

.you aint... get it.... in the mail
J

Lil Nigga.. quit telling ..them tales


You Slow as a snail


I could bust

theses niggas they be wit you but they aint by yo side
Thats yo nigga say he wit it but he aint finna slide
And His momma need a tissue cause that lil

but it won't break
I'm a big heart lil nigga
Imma give it till I break

Lil dude grew up in Maryland who was in love with the church
Had a toxic

come
Stay fly like I'm Juicy J son
Lyrics put together like I'm Jason
In yo face them niggas J son
Pray my brotha keep from pushin' hubbas
'Cuz I know

Uh, since a lil' snotty nose, always had charisma
Now I got a lot of flows, wasn't like RZA
I was more like Meth and Ghost, now I'm like RZA
Cause

but think I'm in love with the host
Glove on the toast, this for all my cousins and folks
Bloods and my locs, they know I'm a thug 'till I croak
This

Flip Flop

Yung Joc

Young and the Restless

2007

fresh out hit the button top recline
I'm glowing on the pine down martin Luther king
I'm looking like a dream cause the Chevy so clean
Dem j's on gleam

the bullet
I came this close to do it but I blew it, I was foolish
Kicking back on the corner smoking a j everyday
Some things never change, I'm still that way

with this music, I'm back bussing


TcURIN 
Well... It's the Big Body Bald  Baddie //Back to handle some business
Prez Beats hit me up like//Lil sis,

everybody's like; "what happened to Santa's tatted, troubled son?"
I'm so old school I once got a J.J. from Good Times doll
Man I even got a gun...with a box

im walking the J
Now i took off my mute because im better on play
Like that
Stop all that cap
You said you was with me but now you my enemy
Get it by