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on 'em
Tarmac got the glow on 'em
Summer flow on 'em
In the past, George Jung had blow on him
Dirt cheap, copped for the low-low on 'em
Lil Jon, get low

split like a wig
Ian never been the type to throw a rock and go and hid

Still up on that gang shit
Niggas kno they'll change quick
Still up on that same

ain't living life slow 
Pull up wit the gang
I give em high hopes 
Fuck the world with my rhythm 
Then I let a man go 
Said a bitch better know 
Said

It's Friday night
We drunk and high
If you feel the vibe
Then we can meet outside
Go where it's a little more private
Drinking Henny same color

fast, too fast, too fast
La, la, la
Too fast, too fast, too fast
La, la, la
Ah haha
Did you really think that I'd let you go?
If we got beef then I'm

a traveler like DSTV explora
Get a lil a peace of mind
Don't mind a lot
You might be pissed
By facing things you never thought you'll ever face
I mean

Freeing the damned by being free as I am
And speaking belief into people sittin' with reason to stand
Who just might be needing a hand
I got you
9th

complainin
And everything be happenin i
Can't contain it
I swear to god don't let the
Money go and change u
Don't let nobody or no other go arrange u
You

are you making these moves for
We shutting it down when we come around town
Like a bungee when she makin it bounce
Saw the mandem now she wanna go south

when I blow up, I'm not gon' be the only one that wins
They wanna know where I'm at, in the streets, bucked up
He told me he wanna fight, told lil' bruh

sit down lil daddy time to go pay your dues
Remember when you said that you want more?
Remember what we did on the fourth floor?
You was a freshman I

Don't see hate only love here
Round and round and round I go
So turned got 'em screaming out whoa 

I'm groovin' yeah uh
You ain't gotta worry bout me

about my paper, and I stay up on the grind
Got people in my circle, man, I hate to waste my time
Extended clips on all my scraps, lay you down by mine
No

wrigglin' meat fitter
Gold medal ho hitter
Blue ribbon pink tickler

Lil' Shank, plug that puss!
Tighten up baby
'cause I'm startin' to push
When it comes

getting lost in my own thoughts in my head 
Knowing its fucking with my mental so I can not go to bed 
Slowly hanging on, Yeah I'm hanging on just by

You want a freaky mother-fucker I'm the one
Having visions of us fucking like I'm "That So Raven" son
I'll go for another round just when you think we

coming back for more
Once I get a hold of you I won't let go
And there is something that I want you to know
You do things to me words can not explain

C-Sick

Bloods & Crips

Bangin on Wax

1993

slit by my cross bow
I throw low blows enough and I cuts like a Ginsu
You want to hoo-ride, do you know what you're gettin' into?
I don't think so I

to sleep

Took the profit out to Vegas and went hard for a week
I move packs like a wolf and I don't dress like a sheep
You can tell that I'm vicious by

of these lil' niggas just lazy
I ain't even really got a name, but I'm worth a mil ticket If you want me on the track, gotta pay me
Four pockets full, no

Yo dissing 69 Lil Blix on the track, let's go
Hey, I want that nigga dead in the street, I don't want that shxt no more
I want 6ix9ine dead in

a gangster, so I had to be
I had to creep
Yeah, looking at the world in my rearview
My nigga drilled it in my head
Don't let 'em kill you
Just keep on doing

Hey lil mama got me talkin' real reckless
She from philly but her ass from texas
Ima eat the booty up like that shits my breakfast
Like eggs benedict

sometimes its hard
So let me pop this "perk"
I ain't gonna lie
Sometimes I don't wanna go to work
I ain't gonna lie, sometimes I talk but I can't tell you