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NO SHE CcNT COME 
OUT TO Dc HOUSE 
WE GOT RcCKS 
JUST LcYING cROUND
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Glee
Just got off the phone was talking music with bro bro YZ
And why you talking shanking a man it's only hand to hand by me
I feel like Mario

the hammer or the anvil you pick 
It's all DIY I still do bits
I stay tooled up like Screwfix
Tools of the trade is a must 
Anything else is foolish
These man

on the mic i know you hear the clatter
Cuban link ring on my pinky it rusted
It was from H and M should never trust it
I got some HJ and it's never rusted
I

Goodbye Earl

Hit Crew

DJ's Choice: Hit Country

2001

Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends 
All through their high school days
Both members of the 4H club, both active in the FFA
After

spending it getting it gone

I swear that the life that I'm living was made from decisions to get this shit all on my own

Properly making it happen by

Impact of Plaguez

Culture VI

Elite

2004

them up
Man I run this
Plain out spell the name out
Its H why S T double you I S to the E GO!
Resort to the tactic war faggots you called out
Khaki pants

next to me, so I gotta do it
I gotta show'em that I'm so true, so fluid
And I'm drinkin' on some H2O, never stayin' too low
Gotta get some spliffs, then

Two)
If a Mickie Dee's meal
With a smile will keep her happy
(Number Three)
How the H-?
She got 4 kids and 5 babydaddies
(Do the math homie)
Men lie

And I’ll call the Mossad in
And you’ll meet the squadron

Heisted the Grammy
from Kendrick Lamar
Thats more colonizing
than Israel by far.
What you say is

cross–legged on the floor,
surrounded with tools and jewellery.

One of them was fastening precious stones
to a tiger made of silver.
He said this piece will be

where? Doubt I'll make it out
Ought to get a timeshare (no)
Mr killer, can you cut me a deal? (hey?)
And let me live if I'm not
Dead by daylight - fair?

thinking now
Is just me speaking out loud, jotting them thoughts down
Fueled by the fire inside, room for passion I drew
When it was nothing to use,

hoe, that bitch followed by telxry
Threw out the H&M got some Alyx
Prada the bag and it's Mimi the feets
Only Fans hoe want to fuck on the beach
Hit that

Yea
Mula
Ya'll in ya feelings while I'm in my bag
Run it up four by four on the track
Backing it up all I'm talking is facts
I ain't friendly you

disciples of decibels on next levels
The best ever to rep rebels the rez hello
We set records and sport medals that's corn yellow
See how the 'H' will sound

a ten inch shoe

I had
Found that life not Easy
Just by growing up
6 years old
Was old enough to know
My parents broken Up
Wonder why my father 
Called​

they ass for the symphony
(Marley)
Making a move
I'm grippin' the tool
Wild like a young nigga supposed to
Hop out the whip I'm feelin' legit
Put me up

brain is the tool
Gimme my props so we all can rule
Don't show off my skills, I just sprinkle em
And you're sleeping on my props, wake up before you

the candle lit atmo
Got the tools like mechanics check the blow-by-blow
Semantics of the body is the lingo universal
I be wicked in a bed, oh, so Kou don't

„A"
C do P ZTJ VIP w H do H
Daj czteropak i dwa g napiszę trzydzieści dwa
Mam siedem życzeń świetne życie tylko jeden strzał
Jestem głodny z natury

and what they rap about is real
Fake like a Hermes belt with a lowercase h
I don't know why the supply for wack rappers are high
The demand is low, gettin'

To misdemeanors and substance abuse
Lately rubbed the wrong way like H2O2 on a loose
Cut so I wrote this tune for you
You think you're on high horse
Bitch what you

Who's the guy who proved I write a bit
Loosened my appearance giving shits
Rude as I, is losing by a bit
But you and I aren't living alike, shit
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