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with you niggas
Blocking ass niggas
I'm sick and tired of all these
Lil straight-cheese no-topping ass niggas
Back to crackers, blitz
White boys

came through in the summertime
Pult up in the whippy, lil shine on the black and white rims made her colourblind
Bad lil pretty lil freaky lil thang love

phone
He ain't never pick up
Dump passin' by through the north
For the pick-up drownin' wit' a Glock
Everybody gettin' shook up
In Jail, at the table
I

with a ladder rack in the back, with a cracked axel
A backpack full of Paxil
A black satchel, a nap sack and a flask full of 'gnac and Jack Daniels

thot, but where the bitches at
Tryna break her back, I got the box cause I'm resilient
Tryna flip a pack, hell nah, I'm tryna flip a stack
Tryna make it

No loans on my gold tooth
Built by my own two
No holes left in moms roof
Can't hold me down I got to move
Did what I wasn't told
Saw what I wasn't

daughter
Now I'm back up in that mode though

Infant coot will fold bro
Lil shorty been feelin' my mojo (aye)
I could pull up Cullinan
Put that bitch

outside and taking his Fro
Ain't leaving no witness (Nah)
For months me and brodie been sliding, get back what he owe
Get back in them trenches
Me and lil

flow)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Shake a lil ass (Money)
Get

cold since way back Flip Mode
Lil PimP I been cold since way back Flip Mode
Front line I was en rolled trap nigga ten fold
Lil PimP I been cold since way

Switching Lanes in a two door coupe with ya
Lil mama wanna ride
Lil mama don't make me drop the roof on ya
Said she wanna get high, alright
Now it's

Bout Dat

Master P

Ghetto Postage

2000

Niggas hear this
I want niggas to mug niggas
Like, what you lookin at?

Bounce wit me, bounce wit me, bounce
When my real niggas come; flip

For me and you
I gotta do it big
For me and you
I'm trying to get
Us rich
Take that bag
And make it flip
Double the pack
Gotta move a lick

For me

did
Never turn my back on FBG, God forbid
Virgil got the Patek on my wrist doing front flips
Giving you my number, but don't hit me on no dumb shit

thumb 100 in a jiffy
(5s 10s 20s fittys)
Like by the time you count 100 Mississippi's
(1 Miss 2 miss 3)
Buss a bag down, keep it century
(Always Kept

just exotic practice, exotic flip yea exotic gymnastics

Pour up some purple it look like I play for the Lakers
All of them people from back then think

the cash
cut through the back leave through the front
Ain't no duckin
But be swift
Be bout business
No corruption
Stay focus get up get cheese
Lil nigga I

Keep It Gangsta

Drama

Gangsta Grillz The Album

2007

driveways let your roof back nigga
That half of pill ain't doing the job, then throw ya two back nigga
My time to shine niggas playing, but I'm bout my

the scale that they use at weigh ins
I make the white flip I'm selling white chicks just like the wayans
Free Sammy he let it off on camera they said it was

I'm stuck by yo side baby you different I'm willing to stay patient
Took a while to make you mine
His intentions was wicked I got you back in the spirit

But you knew that
I'm the proof that
I'm the new that
In your group chat
Blow ya roof back
Don't confuse that
It's the truth that
You can't do that

They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I

the city red behind me
My lil Woot de Woot a artist
If I get booked by the laws
He gon bond me out on them charges
I'm a pistol totin
Gas smokin
Bitch

Parking Lot Pimpin'

Jay-Z

The Dynasty Roc la Familia [Clean]

2000

chains, ain't shit changed
Get brain in the four-dot-six Range
Shit mayn, switch lanes
Every town I hit you switch lames, bitch flip big 'caine

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