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of malice 
When they see your spark 
Or see you on the charts 
I Strike em in the heart 
Never let em off easy even if you Winning 
Keep on getting greedy

ready
Every week I drop another hit
The quality is steady
I can see they just don't get me
I got something to replenish soul
Bc lately ya looking empty

kit
I lead the way, boy im pushing it
I leave the driver in park who maneuver the whip
I stay w the chips, you don't help with ya dip
I'm tryna say how

by the Gods boy
I was born to be great

You can see it in my Face
Boy its way too late
I'm a million stars ahead of you
Boy you ain’t in my race

I'm

desenrola
Da antiga até hoje, vários hit foda
O outro com B vou citar um professor
Relíquia do funk MC Bobô

Com C cito um cara que faz muita falta
O melhor

Haffi be polite, you a royalty
Nah tell nuh lie seh mi did a pree yuh
And mi like weh mi see too
Cut cross way just fi meet yuh
No drama keep it peaceful

I'm not a book
You can not read me
You not for real
I can see clearly
You was all fake
You wanted to be me
10 Percent tints you barely can see me
10

internet même
Contenu dans le conteneur
Les premiers cris c'est quand tu nais
Les coups de tue-l'air sont comptés net
J'suis un bourrin comme Obélix
Les

Yeahhh, we freezin' out here
I said it's cold out here, you catchin' my drift or you slippin' I don't see you (Na Na)
Zero visibility something

the studio
Used to hide my pain, so you only got to see the best of me
You and I, we just make the perfect poetry
Love and lies in the midst of warm summer

I really should forget
Need to focus on this bread
And get up out my head

I press eject
I can see you fake when you step
I pray to God
I don't know

gon get more what you came for
And I'm in touch music
I Don't want to loose it see
Clutch it baby I can't go
Amusing see
Take yo bitch Turks

on exotic pre rolls all day
We gone slide through the Bay, then we hittin LA
Next stop San Diego, we just tryna get paid
An hour from sac on S.W.A
Going 80

sit back and reflect on how my life gets wrecked
When I try to cruise w/o your power steering me
When I shift and see my transmission slippin
I feel

the best
In the south with a bag on me, from the land of trams don’t know bout this side
City to the W, chillin in the burbs yea that’s why I reside
Been

to hesitation, cause of reincarnation
Here is my demonstration of my endless retaliation
That is translation for if I die my afterlife
Is after yours until I see

do this for my baby
Don't wanna drive you crazy
I'm only coming for that W
I'm staying focus
I ain't tryna see a double of you
I see me dripping
That's

Bicycle
A bicycle takes you around
On two wheels nice and round
Let's ride on a bicycle!
Beep! Beep!

C for Campervan
Cuh, Cuh, Campervan
We stay in

people to the streets
But our head up high, ten toes down can't see defeat
Even if her pedicure could make some miles turn into feet
Man, what I'm talking

See me inna club nowadays
Big smile on my face
Cus I ain't going back that way
I got the skat now baby
Wanna ride in that baby
It go fast like the way I

what it is, that uncut raw
I'm raw

Yeah, R-A W i'm not a terrorist
But here to bring trouble to
Anybody who thinkin' it's sweet
You get your sweet tooth

Greasy John Deere Cap
(Greg Johnson, Rob Harris)
© Identical Songs Publishing/Jess Libb and James Music (cSCcP)/Carpenter's Cup Music (cSCcP)

Stand

w Anywhere you wan dey na where  i wan dey
Shebi you understand baby, I care about you
I don't care wetin  people talk, see them no know you
Girl you

Fuck you mean
Nigga please

Reflectin ona past, brighten ya future
Whatcha see
I see my competition ina mirror
Look at me
A mothafucka whose uh