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prolly skipping
Chilling wit your señorita
She confessing to me
Baby I am not a preacher
Grew up kinda rough
You can tell by my demeanor
These niggas be

bro
When folks call roll up you
Gon' have to show us
50 for the watch, 50 for the whip
50 for the hitman too
Put a 50 on your head little boy now
I show

off
Just a little bit livid, Call me Hakeem olijua-want it all
lil bro on the block, taught em to pivot
But that boy don't ever listen,
Only vision

Arena yeah

Riding with that stick like a magician
(yeah, Go Kavi)
Bullets gon' win, choppa turn 'em to a pigeon
I just count a bankroll so
It got my

lil boys better save up
They be wondering how we is so young
N we turnt
Told em get on your grind
Get your cake up
I ain't got time for the fake love

Curving all 'em
It's a fast life
Stay right that's my type
You a bad one, make a player turn down
When you walk, make a boy want to turn around
Way you talk

my society, I'm labeled a menace
They smiling and laughing, I ain't joking with em (nah)
Put 32 slugs in your mouth like a dentist
Collard greens by

colon
And my choppa upset can you tell by the noise...?
I be playing with sticks you be playing with boys
Make him swim with the fish making friends with

this is Nomad No Home
Yea this is Nomad No Home
Tell em its Nomad No Home

so icy I never met Gucci
She spazzin' for bandit I know she a groupie
Slide on that boy I ain't talkin' bout toosie
I told em link up he was dodgin'

too many bands
Tell em' we outside, I don't got no patience
I said we goin' live, that's that big on big shit
We may go up a size, they think I'm that

the goat already like I got the cheat code 

Call my n***a tell em im finna go beast mode (Hulk mode)
Pain my teacher told her keep it on the d-low
Pull-up

say she love it
Im rocking off-white uncover 
Go get the money all the bitches love it 
Run through the bitches got em by the dozen
We got them glizzy's

how i play its on sight glock long sight better take advice headshot now he cant think twice niggas be some goofys they some clowns tell em move around

the job done
Finna get me alot before i'm ever done
Got no where to go but I know where im goin
Just go with the flow, won't let em tell me shit
Mane you

Wu-Gambinos

RZA

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx

1995

Diamonds
Represent for my peoples
Word up, kid
Tony Starks
Universal frontier
Original bloodclaat bad boys

Who come to get you, none, they want guns

Wu-Gambinos

RZA

Wu-Chronicles

1999

Diamonds
Represent for my peoples
Word up, kid
Tony Starks
Universal frontier
Original bloodclaat bad boys

Who come to get you, none, they want guns

can't tell you how I feel about it,
F&N triggers had his brains spillin' out it 

Rapped up in these sheets, barely fed in these asylums
All these boys

(Based1 got them bands, ho)

Blue strips, I just make checks
I don't want lil' shorty if it ain't great sex
Take 'em out like Hardy, we like

a turban (go, go)
And that boy got hit with a turban
Yeah, hop in a brand new turban, yeah
Told 'em, "I feel so alive"
Yeah, if that was yo' thot on my road

rubber tired hack,
There are seven women goin' to that graveyard,
And only six of 'em are coming back.

Now that you've heard my story,
Pour me one more

a glock
You expect Sheck Wes but i swerve the thought 

Finna drop cleats when i run it man, steady poppin up heat for a hunnit band if i gun it man
Had em

my lick back 
Got the boys mad 
But we like men  
Birkin me please 
Feast on yo knees 
I like trips 
My girls do too 
You ain’t dropping bands 
That’s

bands playing beats like a drummer
Trying to build, but the devil fucking up the structure
So I rise above before he try to put me under
Seen em take a L