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of vibe usually is of the Disney plus and thrust
I'm the side hoe but she mad because we hardly fuck
I'm renting out a party bus
The wheels round and round

I Rock, I Roll

Mystikal

Let's Get Ready

2000

the blunt smoke, stay out of my bundle
I swung with the blast, I've never been matched

I hop on the track like a jump rope
I come with the guillotine

If I Was a Cop

Tim Dog

Do or Die

1993

You're so fulla shit I can't stand the stench
To catch a few a them would be a plus
We'll hang them motherfuckers like they always hangin' us
'Cause if I

formed a dynasty (We a team)
Met with the President
And now the parties united (Let's do it)
Said one thing to that child
And that child became a king

a cellar
Well uh, pipe down like draino
Just roll into a ball like kano
Cause they know, 
I'll die on these tracks chasing perfection like a rainbow
Walking

8:15, I know she’s looking hot
WE may be from the other side of the tracks, but WE really love to Rock	(To Chorus)

We Drove In slow and I can see those

but rainy clouds
But it wasn’t always like that, never had to fight back
Never had a worry if we’re heading down the right path
Music for the memories,

now
What we gonna see
I'm spitting on your tracks
While you're hitting on me

Like pull up the car, I'm driving
Top down, hair down
I'm flying
Vibing so

the same
But now we're grown, it's time to change
As the presents passed 'round
And the party dies down
And the year finally comes to an end
I pray you get

with steak knives
Recording on late nights, imagining stage lights
I manage my days right
We fucking on date night
Not stopping no break lights, not

different side
Need a girl who meet my quota
By my side like when I blow up
Peace the only sign I throw up
Immature, but trying to grow up
Everybody words got

I must re-live each one for what seems like an eternity
I lose track of time watching the movie of my life so far
All of these moments
All these

(Verse 2)
Bay badness chains and whips 
We nuh fumble the work how you so careless 
Gucci me down we nuh shop a Payless
If a party we need liquor by

been about it like we been about it and I been up on it brother couldn't live With out it
Every body want it but nobody wanna build it I'm a put them

ain't no one track man
Kelz on the beat we bring the heat and y'all say cy-cy-men
Hold hands and pray that we get richer I say cy-cy-men
Day after day my

Parties every night
I keep it jumping at the crib
And your girl
You know you better keep her hid
I be swooping in to scoop her
Win her over bit by bit
Bend

Of the scene like it’s Nagito’s dreams!
I’m so fly and I’m killing this mic
So watch this Blackened bird leave
You dead in the night

Who won? Who’s next?
We

the cipher 
Boom baptism -  it's Friendly fire

Party moves to the front room, we move to the back

And, yo, just like that, the whole crew kicks raps

From

get off the field, roll up
Scratch the niggas
Show up, stupid cuts, rolled up
Party packing ring-ring
Smoking like a fire drill
Everybody out the track

takes a lil' boy to grow into a man
She's often ridiculed, people don't understand
she's being picked apart and scarred by her father's hand
And he's

(What the f-)
(Fuck all that, let's get straight to it)
(We got 'prano on the track)

I got lots of acres
I count sheets of paper
I could never

And still I rise

Verse 3:

Keep falling in these dreams
     And I can't wake up
Feel like I fucked up somewhere
     And now I'm haunted by demons
Searching

Don't bring that glock I'm not cocky
But if you got beef then I'm rocky
I'm taking them hits to the body

Putting out these hit I'm a party
But I do not

main bitch throwin it back
It's just me my Glock 19 and these damn balenci tracks
I coulda went B22s but I like my shoes fat
I be facing 3.5s inna woods