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know he strapped with a semi
I promise Ima let it go till it's empty
No time for problems I goals to be winning
I never found out why these hoes still be

Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest y'all
Damn that shit is

Produced by: TREETIME
Skit Vocal by: MC F.Port/PlanZ普兰兹一
Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by: 郭子翊/瑞
MC F.Port’s Intro:
Damn, man, yo, gimmie the mic, man,

no frenemys
Rappers b fakin identities
We are wat y'all guys pretend to be
Exposing the bitch n my mini me,
Get back get back
Whoo
Get back get back

Dats cap  
Dats cap 
All these bitches they cap 
Sayin they be in da trap 
These hoes ain't stating no facts
They cappin 
Dats cap
All these niggas they

Video

Johnta Austin

Heavy Rotation Allstar Compilation, Vol. 9

2007

a tennis match 
My eyes go where dat ass go gimmie dat 
You got Shakira hips see that's profession lady 
You dealin' wid a A now 
Brake it down for me

I gotta go and get it dats by any means
I know you hear the trumpets
Stack dat cheddar stack dat cheese feed da family
I know you hear the sound
Man

spit it
Cuz I'm greater like that y'all
It's like dat like dat, y'all, it's like dat
Like that, y'all, it's like that!
Like that, now, let's take 'em

The Hobby
Niggas Gon Run In Yo Pocket
We Find Out You Got It
(Gimmie Dat)

Got Cocaine Like Yo Gotti
All These Bottles That's Poppin
Niggas Say They Real
But

was peadsy
Now she underneath me and she gettin greasy suck a nigga up and later shawty finna repeat
She gon entertain gimmie brain make it shake make

Fuck Dat

Onyx

Shut 'Em Down

1998

My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new

with waves and perms
Just sendin chunky rhythms right down ya block
We be to rap what key be to lock

But
I'm cool like dat [x7]
I'm cool...I'm cool...

kill off you niggas
I took you lames out the frame now you boys get the picture 
I be bout my curren$y, young hot spitta
Y'all be entertaining ducks

don't play
Heard NLE Choppa said light up dat tookah
Dem hollows goin peak through his brain
Got ARs & shotguns in case a fuck boy wanna play put his ass

nigga fighting for pussy
Like nigga keep talkin your shit (Uh Huh)
I got a whole lotta blicks (Uh Huh)
Say that you loving that bitch (Uh Huh)
Why

I say damn, I'm just happy for my fam
Broke nigga to a million dollar man
I say, you ain't even know dat lingo
I say, you ain't even know dat lingo

you walk like around hbic but when you come see me you walk around like timid 

Like girls imma turn her no Timmy 

Why dat nigga think he dat when I

Saddam

Pastor Troy

Tool Muziq

2007

by the gun die by the same thang
Time bomb tickin won't bust until ya push it

[Chorus:]
And I'm buckin on em
I'm wylin on em
I'm crankin on em
I'm

mommas barely ask for shit
They keep it solid
That’s why I keeping my promise
When everybody realize I’m the hottest
& gimmie my profit watever they want

How you gone F*** around and call me bea?
I'm on you neck so gimmie all the pay!
I got like three bands on the way!
I gotta glock b**** finna stutter

Intro: 
( Yeah,  Kusanagi Nigga, you know, dat network shit, you know, Voodoo baby)

Verse:
Crown Gang tha greatest, don't debate us,  why these

do me like this
Why can't we all be a woman like this
Why can't we all be a woman like
When I look back you and I would know
Mr. Serotonin, Dominos

gimmie my ring

Life seeing I can't be defeated
So gone head gimmie my ring

True champion and I been chose
So gone head gimmie my ring

Definitely earned

a parasail
I became the a new Alpha male
Or the Oracle
That's a miracle
Y'all hyped it up to be
Cynical
We give it straight with no interludes
Gimmie my mules