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I pull up 50 blunts deep as I'm hitting the stu
I got my rocket by my side I ain't playing with you
Can't give a fuck about your bitch can't give

Had to run my money up all a nigga want is bands
She ain't even gotta ask yeah she know that I'm the man
You ain't even gotta ask yeah I'm focused

chances cos I've been crossing the lines but getting paid in advance And man it's damaging help. I've been lending helping hands but I can't stand by myself

me it's a lil different
For me it be different
For me it be different
I done seen true colors yea I done seen yo hand
Same n*ggas that folded ah do it

of em gassed
Got em tryna keep up, new releases need another pass
Yo, homie heard our latest, almost crashed
All the fake ones staying froze when we

Fuck you talking bout 
We onnat 
Yeah we onnat 
We onnat
I bout to fuck y'all up this year watch 
We onnat  
Fuck your talking bout 
Gang shit 
Shout

misunderstood me
I don't got time to fuck with any rookies
Just hit up my email if you wanna book me
I ain't a killer lil bitch but don't push me
I always knew id

a glance
I’ll break the night can you give me a chance
I wake up in the dawn just to look for your hands
My sense is strong as the rhythm you dance
So, let’s

I can’t believe that we made it
Yea we made it
This is Africa

I remember the blood in the streets
Where ma people was killed in Nigeria
By the hands

please let me pass 
Mr. examiner
put my hand in this nitrogen it froze
broke it clean off 
so now i wont work no more

ice drip, Frozone
smoking hella

time and spent the most of my money
Every night I come down to the bar to have some drinks
And try to have fun dancing ?round like a monkey
I ask Mr. DJ

no conscience
We should call him Bart
She gave up on you
You ain't play yo part
She want the Don to fuck
I'm in like an sd card
Used to sit on my ass

It's like I'm Mr. Hatred & Sophistication 
But I miss the days when I could risk my paycheck 
When I spit this dangerous and bitching playlist 
But

It's No Tamin aye, I want you to sip your
Drink if you got one
And go up to a nigga you don't like
And hit his punk ass!
And say, "No Tamin, bitch!"

my hands up
I was destined fa greatness yeah we done 
Finally made ain't no wAy u gone take me yeah yeah 
They'll never understand I need ah hunnit

died, I can't even feel that fuckin' pain
We just caught a opp right by the store,  two bad lil' folks, ain't have his Pole

Knocked the grease up off his

now
From where I am standing this track sounds fire as fuck!
If you feeling litty in the party put your hands up
Haters still at home? You should

Ya'Meen

Method Man

4:21... The Day After

2006

Yo, I'm bout to hit you with this ya'meen
On top of the ya'meen, with a lil' bit of ya'meen mixed in
Ya'meen? Yeah... yeah... yo

How should I

'm mixin' the soda
I knew how to cook, before I had a diploma

I whip and I whip and I whip till it swoll up
By the end of the night, she be callin' me over

face

I'm a brick baby poppy had that weight
Heard they been talkin' on lil dubby name
I'm a brick baby came up round that cane
I'm a brick baby we are

singing tunes mr rogers must be switching shoes
Smith n wesson ima raise the bar when I raise the roof/Get it nigga

If we have a ball we masked up in

singing tunes mr rogers must be switching shoes
Smith n wesson ima raise the bar when I raise the roof/Get it nigga

If we have a ball we masked up in

Let's talk murder rate bitch we lifting it up
I gamble my life I been risking it up
Put two hands on my pipe then I'm lifting it up
Up n up
Up n up
Ima go

foreign accounts
Bun whips cah I’m tryna buy Mum a new house
I wanna make my family proud
So if you hear my ting tun it up loud
Left one chick cah she was