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da can free Zay
Free rock mr up it and blam
Like
Ian sayin too much nikkas know what we done bitch it's 4 to the lamb

I ain't givin no passes i can't

There's no any other solution but to fight

Mr. Pull Up Super Clean
Activate the magic huh
She never seen a Rasta do it like this rapping one
Told

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Elite Fleet

Originoo Gunn Clappaz

Da Storm

1996

Originoo Gunn Clap you
And it's no doubt I keep your whole crew under pressure
Heltah Skeltah stalkin' smooth ayo my sides by the stretcher
Ready to get

it, say
Balance it all
Humans like zombies, I no go lie
So, on my own
Do it by myself, on my own
I can get it done, on my own
Running with the bag,

di 40
Me ah roll with some Haitians, sak pase?
Get paid in six figure, tell a bitch nigga
"Next time please address me by mi last name"
Mr

thought
Stopped the bullshit done the brainwork
I got brainwashed by system
All my homies like the migos
If u get around my back we go illegal
Steezy taught

Lil woody nigga
Official like the whistle
Got all my shit together
I'm straight it ain't no issue
My pockets on what the fuck
My whip yell catch up
My

LBeats
Icy Boy
Big Tray
Big Lay
You already know how we coming
It's Icy Boy
You know I don't play though
Spin around like a tornado
Two by two I say

we play Maple Leafs
They don't show love or support more then O-dawg
With God, no limit like I'm just chilling with Sdot
Hit up lil cuz, see if he's

Alright, Mr. Avila, thank you for coming here today
I see you're already laying down pretty comfortable
So, uh, we can get started
Real quick, just

Midwest Invasion

W-Ali

Get U 1: The Mix Tape

girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all

box
Mr. Harris where the gun? lip locked
Yeah I got it locked down like a pill top
I been running to the money on the hilltop
You dont get it boy I

Brown the fuck out the pretty little face 
While shes singing Lil Dicky
I crumple up a three for fifty, the gritty little nitty waltzing through the city

I can tell 
by ur eyes
What i'll say
No surprise

What i did
Keep it real
So u know girl
How i feel

I get excited everytime u come my way
(when u

it from tae 
Ben Affleck mr murdock 
Yeah i heard yall 
But im blind to the shit that u say


I dont need her 
I dont even fuck with people 
Smokin’

I come in with the soul
Yeah, she want it all night (all night)
Nothing less than a hundred will suffice
Jamaican rum, make me hum, put it on ice (on

RIP ciyanna for you ima blow too
Mention lil demon the bro's gone come  toast you
Rip miles this song I wrote you


(0:57-1:12)
Wont let a nigga take me

Driving up the highway 
Listen to you talk cuz i dont wanna miss a thing
Found pictures of lil miss thang
Now you wanna mrs up on my name
Now you

’ll end up on TV screaming “Mama, save me
Mr. Backlash done slayed me”
It’ll be a closed casket for mama’s lil baby
But hold up my bad, I‘m here with

this
Lyrical verses from the... right ones.
I just begun, i ma flip em one by one. 
This is song. I am the only one! 
 Time to get groovy,
Whats up world

bitches
Get 44 stitches if you fucking with my Mrs
You know time is money keep my riches in this wristwatch
Kick off rolling through the green I'm a big

me keep on callin me
get me in trouble..

she so cute yu nut quic wen yu face2face so i turn
her from the bac & grab her by da waist [turn around]
dic

Sheesh, I guess I'm back
Brought some guns with me
From tourin' in Iraq
Baghdad, trash bag, my money in Glad bags
I am Mr mosely, your bitch on my