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a motor like a banshee
If that's ya man, girl you can forget it
I'm standin by the bar, parrot-toed, bowlegged
I make him wanna hit the bare guts
It ain't

Shit rock hard
Linkin Park and Jigga

Fuck it I'm hot
I walk in this bitch with my hand on my cock
This here that big pimping
You niggas are thots
Admit

a bitch I'ma shit on
Big bag talk, make that little money get gone
I love cash, I be in the back
Tryna get it on
I'm gettin' money, I ain't even mad atcha'

by that nigga look how I'm coming
Out south yeah I run it, from the low end baby from the burbs to the hundreds
Hope this lil bitch bussin, I'm a kick

spitting
But the feeling that I was missing was the one to kill everybody else
And I'm not violent, I just need to be protected now (Yeah)
My boy just got

to see you

It's time I made the name Com Sense a name y'all fear
Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared
Now that I made the name

take it lightly
'96 gon' be that year that all
Y'all player haters can bite me
I'm out this bitch

Me and you your momma and your cousin, too
Rolling

ahead daddy]
You choosin' that [Go ahead daddy]
You choosin' that [Go ahead daddy]
You choosin' that [Go ahead daddy]

[Too $hort]
I'm slammin' Cadillac

Wannabe

Krizz Kaliko

Kickin' & Screamin'

2012

their love is unconditional even though that I’m gone
At least they tell me that I’m home when I know I’m probably right
That’s why I’m walkin’ with

niggas hate for none, they see I'm thugging I don't understand that
Pop my shit, flex my wrist
Ice my fist, put some ice on my bitch
Big Boy thought I had

Just pops up with naked midgets in it
And that ain't right
Cause I was always left out

Outcast
Grew up to be a big boy
Andre
3,000 years

I'm a probably

gettin' money, can't link with y'all folks
But I'll take a free kill, givin' out smoke
Big boy Cuban, don't hand me no rope
'Cause dependents don't hit,

of yours
I’m the equalizer
Kilt some of y’all
Y’all a catch us lacking then
Evil eye us
Y’all ain’t pop out where
We post up
They be speeding by us
They know

doubt
Big drip got chain all out
Dirt city Yall know what I'm bout
Y'all already know by now
I'm about to kill him with the style
Bout to go dumb go wild

don't stop, keep bringin the Cris'"
I'ma country boy just like the Dukes of Hazard
See a fine chick, you know I'm gon' grab her
Ellie May girl where you

long cause that shit right there
Equals failure
That's why
That's why
You're the reason that
You got me
Yeah you got me
I'm still inspired by all

I be chillin by my lonesome 
Feel like they don’t fuck with me 
Acting like you know sum 
Nigga youn know bout me 
I’m Posted up on k block right

more ball some more
Blessings all around nigga that's from God bro
I'm fearless like Ivar the Boneless
Big dream you never know we never dream less

Diesel Fluid

Wu-Tang Clan

Legendary Weapons

2011

Meth on deck man, on deck
For e'rything routine right here
Routine, Gambino, that's that shit
Y'all thought it was over, 

Yeah, yo
I'm in

it, ain't no one that's gone be holding this
I'm the type to leave you looking hella lost and lonely
Got you looking stupid, getting roasted by your

not tryna go back
Don't ask why I'm mad
It's too many white folks on my land
Whatever you can't just know I can
Whatever you can't just know that I can

boy that booty aint heavenly
She justa boogie ass bitch, made up of silicone definetly
Why are her thighs too small for her ass?
If you get an implant,

Ah man, fuck that, why drop out?
If I know my shit's gonna pop now
Yeah
White boy with a real mind tryna kill time with these ill rhymes
And I'm still

Slept On

Prodigy

H.N.I.C., Pt. 3 [TWEC Exclusive]

Hey yo, my flow burns so hot
I’m cooked like the coke up
Boy it will over scorch you,
Be a soldier on your frontline
I’m wicked with the rapping