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the cold, the highs, the lows
We gone, it’s all I know

So jump get lit, have fun we live
To fuck shit up, just to say that we did
So jump get lit, have fun

give a fuck (fuck)
You tryna slide it's nothin'
I see homicide, it's nothin', they said he outside, he stuntin'
It's 4:30 something, he on live, but

Riley From The Boondocks

Lil Yachty

Nuthin' 2 Prove

2018

he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits and Nike socks
And Maybach Mitch on the beat too, bitch

Ooh, bitch, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, bitch, Ike

may say lit
Don't mistake this
For another track of that wack shit
Let's do this
Knock knock at the door like who this
Stay shootin' but they stay mad

track of time
Shit is loud everywhere I go never out of town,
Hoes in every City get a quick fuck followed by a run around
Mobbing down the 10 Santa

Lit fuck (Rockstar my life, my nigga)
Ayy, say don't, ayy, don’t move
That from right there
Don't move that right there
(Yung Lan on the track

Dogg my dogg yeah yeah straight up it's about to get lit
Best friend by my side you know who I'm talkin' with
My dogg the realest loyalty on a hunnid

Simon Says [US Remix]

Redman

Internal Affairs [Clean]

1999

Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real

What

[Verse 4]
Train yard's empty, tracks are cold,
Stories of the past retold,
Whispers of a time gone by,
Painting pictures in the sky.

[Chorus]
But there's

Mic, Lights, Camera, Action

Redman

Redman Presents...Reggie [Explicit]

2010

where I live
where I get lost like one of Kennedy kids
Then I reappear when it's "Time 4 Aksion"
Then disappear again like LaToya Jackson, it's

your wrist at?
I can kill you in four bars, that's a Kit Kat
Did the Lambo my way with a sick wrap
Smooth as Frank Sinatra with a motherfucking slick

Credits like crack, blow it up by the gram
Edit my stack, holy fuck I'm the man
Up til seven every morning losing track of the time
My morning commute is

(P soul on the track)
(I love Trippie Redd) yeah

I'm a lover and a fighter
Put my dick in your vagina
Pick a beat and I decipher
I'm

it up, 
Shit Im barley getting started homie roll another one, 

Come on N’
Chill, roll, smoke, vibe 
That just how when go when you chillin by my
(x4

I'm gon' bring my crew We livin' by no rules and that's 4 sho baby
And that's 4 sho baby
The party never ends We stayin' on a 10
It's just me and my

And they ears be chandeliers, lit up like a lamp, who cares
They cooch is fierce, the only thing loose is hairs
That's right y'all, if a rap nigga say my

the dooch powder

Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill

Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill

Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill

Two choices,

a foreign, bad and she know it
Roll one up, now both of us, we soaring
She told me she horny, gas by the OZ
Live life like it's OT, my life is so OD
Got

every track by the way, by the way, Nigga play, he can get whack by the way, Live what I rap by the way, No cap in my rap, no way
Round Christmas  lil

star
Daniel Craig, double oh seven flow, comin at you live from the 7-6-0
(Woo)

We gon ride out to this shit

Ayo, GTA, Need 4 Speed
I got the rap

Strugglin'

2Pac

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1993

am the mac 'cause the dogg got it goin' on
Livin' for the stick and you'll be lit like a hick
Oh, let me chill, 'cause I got too much money to get
I

ICONIC

Logic

YSIV

of shit was never given to me
That shits a fallacy told by the enemy
Trying to get ahead of me
They dead to me, everybody dead to me
Everybody know that

they bed up
Infrared shit from neck up
Before they got to lit the tec up

[Kool G Rap]
It was a setup, my nigga got hit, they blew his chest up

Raw, the one, like five divided by four (uh)
Shit, this just the hate that's been provided by y'all
Reciprocated and multiplied by more
You likely