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Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by

The 1st time I talked to her I wasn't thinking playa
I was thinking like damn who let this get away
She got me wanna share my world like Mary j
Never heard

don’t gotta practice
It’s up, send shots, i ain’t writing no captions
Let’s get this shit Brackin, let’s get this shit lit
Let’s get this shit cracking,

est triste il ya plus de lettres
COUPLET MATHIEU RUBEN
We make a mouv, let’s go everybody Vamos
Ah mi seh family a so mi things ah boss
Work hard fi dem

we'll shoot hopping out the roof of the coupe AR drop em by the two
Lets set the record straight I bring that yellow tape this is a murder scene watch

my momma made it out
Now I turn it into riffs with a little bit of rapping 
c little slow with the book smarts
But a broad imagination
Wanted to go

passed me by
I am woke
When i was young i though that future wouldn’t suit ya
And i was broke
Now that the time, has passed me by
I am woke
See if

up now, this is not a flex
I'm the illest, yall can go and fight for 2nd best
J told me to body this, I said say less
Got me feeling like LeBron when

as well
Had to fling it all on that scale
I had to do it man we living in hell

Oh, I don't need no help
Got rich by ourself
And I fuck two chicks

the truth
If you were prankin me to get in my feels
Then girl don't play like that
I like it when you ;)
I apologize
Sir yes sir
I'll stand like an E2
He's

kids be sucking thumbs
But I gotta eat their bums
(Munch)
It don't matter if the police pull me over
Cause I sign their badge, and they let me off
As I

jugging B, it's a late one
Stood in my air forces, not J 1’s
Bud TT, that gear A1
I still fling it in two and rev it
A1 might pull up, mask on air it
See I

that bag out
Choppa hit his head wow
Pick him up your mans down
Count the money up yeah I had to flip it
Never let a day go by I'm on digits
Why these

peace to those that have departed 
I do anything for good vibes 
Smoking two J's for these good times 
The blunts rolled, sipping red wine 
Avoiding 12

could you diss me
Let's keep it two times fifty
I start mentioning names cause I'm petty
Fuck that bitch that's addicted to wedgies
That bitch a thot we

This bitch I gotta steal her, Chase Claypool
No dubs for this little two face gay tool
But keep taking L's just tryna play cool
Getting played and it

ring, frozen I won't let go
I know when they flexin' and lyin' they get a stretched nose
I been off the wall, you a gecko, aye

Ya, little bitch I'm a God

Pull on, pull on my line, and if it gets mad
I'ma have somebody that's ready for an attack
I used to have two bad B's in the AMG
But now I go outside

ain’t supreme. 
Shooting the shots 
Getting the blocks 
I score for my team

I’m tryna stack up this cheddar
Keep the beretta close. 
I’ll let it smoke

on Go Go
So I had to play the "Jakes" like a muthafucking slomo
10k in 2 weeks off of Instagram promo
Did this by myself lil' bitch solo dolo
Free Kwon

don't play around, I will let you down
Turn that smile into a frown Click click pow, what's up now

Try me when you see me, I'll lay you down
Killa for

Mad Izm

KRS-One

Sound Bwoy Buriell (93' Til Infinity)

down the block kid
Reach in my poc-ket, yo where's my knot, it
Follows me into the spot, compellin
Go check the dread and yes he's herb sellin

Afflicted by my past, I can't seem to let to go
No it don't define me, but it's keeping a hold
Full nelson, arm-bar, and rear-naked choke
Life got me

Blaster
Music, Lyrics, Instruments, Vocals by Alan J. Lipman
From the upcoming single "Blaster"
Copyright 2010
Alan J. Lipman/X-Patriate Music
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