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the trunk
Double up 30 times n it still ain’t enough
We was up, servin dubs
Now we get it by the dove

Send a pack in the mail
Anythang for the sale
If you

[Verse 1]
I'm gonna take you back .. to 1980
People thought she was crazy for keepin' her baby
Being only thirteen thinking' how she would love a son

Uh huh
Yeah
Back outside n*****
N***** can’t fuck around 
I was quiet for a little bit
Letting n***** get they shit off and shit you know
I’m back

to mix it up and toss these views like a salad
So you could hear the good news an rise to the challenge
Jesus Christ soon to return his comings imminent

Bangin' on Wax [Duet: Bloods and Crips]

Bloods & Crips

Bangin on Wax

1993

hangin' with the homies
Ain't no ?? where the Kelly is down for
When I'm hangin' on 3-8 double O
A homicide when a nigga ride
Ain't naythin' good about shit

get bored like when this end
Live a good life expensive tastes
Got a couple dimes in different states
Flying overseas in first class
If you don't know

could say that we stunting
Get some food for the homies
Feed the children i'm holy
Whole team eats, we got us some treats
If you rep the gang, then show

about my business hope you make it home safely
I be silent while i'm driving on my way to make deposits
Cruise control don't really drive it
My life

feels good to see the world in colors
You feel me, multiple colors

I'm trying to live where
Everyone's your brother
Trying to live where everyone's your

toripe (E Dey cause slow mo)

It’s been long on the way

Mama keep telling me koripe( Oh no)

Am pushing my P by my self

And I’m doing my shii on a low

the button
I know from experience so u can't tell me nothin
You just mad because I'm buzzin' yea
All I hear is Get it man, by any means
Dat gave my cousin 30

brothers now I'm on

Mk dem no falancha

 Na na na na 


Good times coming 

Hear the knock the door

I still want it

That's why i am on the run

When i am

crabs, you know
The soft shell (We eatin' good)
Whole lot of Gelati, I keep my cigar filled
(Smokin') scorpion stamp all in them bricks
That's from

but alright to my storytelling  

When they come by i ain’t telling 

I don’t smoke no weed, idk what u smelling

Don’t deal with hoes why tf are you

girls taxes bro 
This shit is al facts you know 
My parents they can not grow 
No wealth cuz the system slow 
And the pistols go badda bing bada blow

"'Erm Doreen, I've got a confession to make. I'm not like ordinary boys"
"Oh Ivor, I know you're not like ordinary boys, you're about thirty years

made a presence
Only thing that letter's good for is the ending of your sentence… B
You can tell by how I walk with it
Tims on fitted hat plus the way I

Yea my neck cost an EmmV
My wrist costs 2 EmmVs
We fucking bitches by plenty
Gotta raw one with no plan b
Walk around in my Fenty
Let it swang cuz

This isn't the first time I've written a song talking about this but
This is the first one I'm releasing so
Take from that what you will
Killed

Want her so bad I'm bout to risk it
When she walk by I break my neck don't wanna miss it
Claim u a playa she gon make u a statistic
We be so fly til if I

with exhausts
I been going hard tell truth I'm exhausted
Everyday we hustling, can't stop yah gotta Ross it
Know I still got it niggas acting like I lost

you roll by 
I been wanting love the whole time 
Sun keep telling me go shine 

Yeah yeah 
Good god 
Can't embrace no facades
Even tho I'm beating

they heads
I pick em off like Angela’s Comb

BREAK - Fort Knox

Whats good people?
Its your man Fort Knox live and direct
I'm here to give you further

it's cold
Plug was movin' wocky he got Zo'd
Knockin' on his door, a nigga owe
I don't front nobody, I don't know
That way ain't no way you runnin' off