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of tha' day
We gon' chop that boy down with that mother fuckin' K
Bitch I'm runnin' up rack you niggas can not relate
You bummin' off bitches while I'm

They knew it was havoc, ThaT smell bout to reek 
That boy high as hell, I could tell 'cause he reached
Say "T don't got bars"
You right, 'cause I preach

face boy or else is duuduuduu 


Young nigga go to Church  
Bout Time I Get Berptieze in this holy water and born again wit no sins Imma new born baby

and still kick it and bringing wicked
I'm living raw, straight by the boss
But I runs out of drugs no more
So let the coke pour on the scale boy
Let's get

swerving lane to lane this shit metropolis
Why you don't speak on shit? cus I be peeping shit
They gone remember me, my life you can’t remix
Tell'em cut up

It's infamous inf hoe
Ay Fuck all intros

Can't go on dates
Unless it's with destiny

I'm loyal my chic is a queen
Promised me everything
A nigga

the city like Vito Scaletta
Whether even if I knew em or not, imma stick wit’ my brothers till I’m off the spot boy
They say the boy is so venomous (right),

Whodi

504 Boyz

Goodfellas

2000

the boulevard is full of beacoup broads
I'm on the scene full of Henny
New Orleans love me so I ain't gotta spend a fuckin penny
I let em know that I'm a 504 boy

than a heart attack, girl
Is your heart attached?
Passion like a candle, when I look at you
It's like the match
Tell you 'bout the bitch that hit my

than a heart attack, girl
Is your heart attached?
Passion like a candle, when I look at you
It's like the match
Tell you 'bout the bitch that hit my

I'm back
For a pretty penny I'll snap
And if you ain't gang I ain't gettin on yo' track
He a loser
Boy that nigga never win
Every time I walk by all she

[Intro: Bizzy]
Bizzy Bone, we 'bout to do this
Family members from all around (we are true!)
Gather around (get the troopers)
And they say this shit

or two.

I'm bout to take these boys to school with Duccie and Bay Blu.

Shoot tha pump, body in the trunk, they ducking when I dump.

Head fake got him off

Cuban
I'm rollin up wit them cookies
This bitch is pullin'

One mixtape make the boys go quiet
Got a white trick named Joe not Biden 
Whipped tha pole out

I tell em be modest (Yo I try to be modest)
I tell em be modest (Man I tell em be modest)
But they like "Fuck that. Been getting my dollas 
Bitch I'm

tell’em my time has come’ that I 

(hook)
Wake up and I’m out my zone,

Wake up and I, (wake)

Wake up and I,

Wake up and I’m out my zone, like Malcom

locked in 
See who honor them codes when we get them new glocks in 
Ye come on 
Bitch ima 5iver ain’t shit u can tell me 
Grade A by the zip ain’t no way

locked in 
See who honor them codes when we get them new glocks in 
Ye come on 
Bitch ima 5iver ain’t shit u can tell me 
Grade A by the zip ain’t no way

be rappin', don't got shit to say
They lookin like clowns at the Cirque du Soleil
Tell em slow down, hit the brakes (Woo)
I'm tired of all of the fake

the desert eagle in Philly
I hit with the RICO like Milly
I'm all bout my business
Them benjis got all my attention
Cartier sense just cleared up all my vision

I'm bout to fuck em Up
This is me tho
And you say you shooting too
Like a free throw
I was tryna figure out where to meet tho
These niggas don't beef

Playerizm

Celly Cel

Killa Kali

1995

Readin' Pimp 
Playa-istic shit 
By dino boys 
Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny 
And make 'em join 
The winning team 
Ain't nothin'

tired of rap

But don't tell my momma that!
She want me to do it
A Nigga like me get to it
A Nigga like me influenced
A nigga like me kno I'm stamped

a winner
First bitch caught slippin' a
Running a binner
I wanna win it like I'm here finna get back
Trunk up by the fist will sit back
Leaving through