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Clip niggas it's not a game, Star Trak
It's like that, what, check it yo, yo, yo

It's the final curtain
We black masks and black turbans
Lightin' up

Mechanic

DJ 31 Degreez

Stronger Than Ever, Pt. 3: G-Unit Edition

2008

nigga 
Drop eight nigga
GCT coupe its sour grape nigga
I'm an ape nigga a gorilla in the mist
I hold weight nigga my connect gots bricks
I wear gold you

like here's a gift
Still punching shit, I ain't talking bout no fist
I just know he ain't punching, I can tell by his fits
Chop him up, then drop him in

kids life aye 8 months 50

Plus those hits kill anyone brah I have to kill or get cut junkie

Move already done goodbye sweet beautiful world life I

of hate

I've been waiting, expecting
To watch the mask drop to the ground you hear that sound?
It's calling, you're falling, and if you think I'll lend

a wrinkle
Flows fuckin fire
Bars are dipped in a fryer
Lines are comin at you hotter and faster than lighter fluid
So when I say to drop it
Bitch, get your

blood stained walls
Cut'em up and drop the bodies off in Slime City
Make a mask for my face out of hooker titties
Full of swag but I'm still just a creep

Clip niggas it's not a game, Star Trak
It's like that, what, check it yo, yo, yo

It's the final curtain
We black masks and black turbans
Lightin' up

to drop a few, I really hope it pays off
God, I hate these tradeoffs

Takeoff, that's what I gotta do, I cannot take no days off
Sometimes you're gonna

roam
To this dark lifestyle
I completely am devout
You want to hassle me
Fuck around and find out

I pay my taxes
I get to work by 9
Do my 8 then head

on my plate
Represent OH State try to hold me in the gates but it's way too late
Holdin' on to my cape watch me do what you can't
I'm like 8 infinity my

four little dots
Become my doja and balloon swallow them rocks
Shit out my profit hole by tomorrow you drop

[Chorus]

There's a place out there

fuck a tec
I just bought a drake I don't need help
Leave that boy swimming like mike phelps
Walk down on a nigga do it by myself
Shoot a lil nigga he

Young Ladies

Guru

Collabs Tape

2006

up with Guru, of course

[Big Shug] 
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house

[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one

Back it up
Drop it down slow, then pick it up
She gonna fuck if I'm rich enough
She know that this lust it isn't love
Imma need you now but don't

blow like I’m from Vietnam
New kid on the block
Ep got the streets on lock
You just hustle for a loss
Drop this shit they pausing yours
(Ouuu)
Watch how

L Drive where I lay
I ain't for the games
Reach up in that jacket, you gon' see the gates
Running like he 8
Bullets give him chase
Beam sighted in,

Load up, aim, fire, let it bang
It's war time, ski mask, all in the paint
The way my mind go you
Might think I'm insane
I gear up nigga with the sock

the mask all leather and black you know me this not a disguise
When Im in the place that's D.O.A. but still how I feel so alive
All around the world it's

love to spin, ima shoot by myself Ian gotta drop a bag
Gone meet your end, you play wit us I swear gang on your ass
They hate to see me shining but Ian

Love Story

Novembre

Classica

Steal a diamond and pierce my heart
With its point
And take three silver drops of blood
To sow your dried flesh
Use the harvest you get to appease

refer me as the new Heisenberg (you're goddamn right)
I wasn't born I was made in a lab with gray blades and a pack
Of AK's and a Mask of 8 Crates fully

dont never hear back
Slide ina hoodie I forgot the ski mask
I been way to -
Im too glitch she like why you say that
Everything is tinted
Shots for

To the, fucking top and I'm a climb until I drop
The drama that you thought was beef, was simply a junior whop
My ancestors were whipped, now I crave