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that shit like fucking bridges
If someone getting saved, you can't be saved
If you live by your word, you die by it
If you live by your word, you fly by

Gladiators

DJ Kayslay

The Drama King Presents: Straight Stuntin' Magazine

2007

Hell Rell:
I heard this nigga was lookin' for a body bag
100 bricks, that's a come-up, rob papi's stash
I'm Jason Vorheas without the hockey mask
Rap

(Dirty soda in a coffee shop)
(why so many questions)
(Do your Job!)
Black man by the corner store
In the East side nigga 
Brass pan I don't slang

real, just stay to yourself
I ride with a Glock, nigga I'm not by myself
Too much money, nigga, I might rob myself
I think my 'lil Glock need a silencer

Los tem+s est;n moviéndose como los quillo
Los bombeo como en boly B+j+mos el recibo
Los feos ,los +ndimers los oper+tivos
L+ b+by de p+s+jero tengo el

Mafia for 12 years
We've been getting it crunk
The kings from Memphis man riding in my Chevy Truck

[Lil Wyte]
I'm from the bay I thrown them bows
Who

a nigga disrespect one of mine you know that's gon be one less nigga breathing
Been outside running with the heathen's, all my lil niggas demons
Even I grew

Move It Like I Do

Young Buck

Case Dismissed!: The Introduction Of G-Unit South

2006

Niggas paying 32 with outa problem
My plug stoped serving we and we gonne rob em (keep it moving)
That ain't snich scale who you folling see when you weigh

still feel inspired
That bitch, desired that ass on fire
Everytime I look at it gu-gu-gun fire
Hey lil B don't be jealous
I'm going downtown with my

Yuh, real Rx yuh
Real Rx

Walk in this bitch like Lil B
On the perc pill and a lil E
I slid in this bitch like a Martian
This a Audi, I'm not walkin'

I'm running this shit like a principal
You running in place on ellipticals
My daddy raised me by different rules
Show love but don't get

The Pistons (yeah)
When you on drugs you make better decisions (Ooh)
Hold up, let the beat drop (Brr)
I just sold your lil' brother re-rock (aye)
I got

Promethazine all in my damn cup
You niggas ain't know I sold grams, huh?
My teacher say "sir, pull your pants up."
Lil bitch I be dabbin', no dance

Perk and drank I'm sleep walkin
Real grave digger just pick a coffin
Every beat I touch I walk it
Smokin on lil whatchacallem
Walkin dead, full of meds

Get Wrong

Lil Wyte

The One and Only

2007

Pimpish
Jealous When I Ride By
Got Me Feelin Real Pimpish
Feelin Real Pimpish
Got Me Feelin Real Pimpish

[Verse 1: Lil Wyte]
I'm Feelin Real Damn Pimpish,

to chatter
To your plug about Kraven matters
You dug yourself a grave lil boy
I hope you used a tractor
Yeah you fuckin with the master
Heard you cook I cook

we’re swerve till we crash came a long way from doing high speeds now I’m out of traffic with lil chops and blast took a flew flights to meet with some

artist
Shoutout my lil' brother Kenny Muney
Wait, what'd you say? (Kenny Muney)

I was sittin' in the hood with a dream and a weed sack
Fast forward,

Yeah. Melvin

She said Melvin pull me closer by your side I'm getting colder
I'm like baby you know I got you just like Music got my back yeah
I've

from cancer Lil Man's death still got no answer
Now my daddy died why it feel like time's moving faster
I'm sipping and sitting thinking bout the past

just lied
Never fuck wit me even if I just tried
Bitch I'm not Christ but you get crucified
Call up Lil shad we rob yo ass blind
Laugh at you niggas, you

a rat, just don't be there
He ain't even do shit, so why he there
Lil' bro was just guilty by association
He could avoid all that by isolatin
Now you doin'

it
Talk to Lil Sam cause' that nigga keep you grounded
That man fucking sick and you hate the way he sounded
September 27th, that's the day you ain't

mother fuckers talk so much
And I don't even know who the fuck you are so clearly
All you are is some jealous prick 'cause my music's better than your is