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from ghetto we nuh born uptown
So we, Never take back chat yuh haffi know
We are the big things up on the scene
Royal Soulja we nuh need no crown
Clean

To light yu up like the sun.

DJ
Well, I’ve been looking and trying 
Scouting to find the Right Miss
That special lady 
Not only a single night bliss
Royal

and bitch I'ma be that
Came out the country like my name was Cletus
Hoes think that I look like Gyllenhaal
Took my bitch to the Royal Tenenbaums
Swamp G,

I got that halo
다시봐라 이건 crown
on fire feeling royal
so 따라 another shot for me
so I go yard for a goyard
extra 비중도 못되던 조연
조던 한켤레 없으니
Mozart 보다는 no one

Yeah lets get it
Four girls I ain't ever cuffing
Royal flush man I'm never bluffing
Transferred my striker callum
Cause up north they like his

No mo' standin on the block with dem rocks and go rillas
I'm in satan back yard with some bibles a go getta unh
Real Israel we bloodline
They

Last Laugh

Canibus

Mind Control

2005

around you like flying saucers
Flying circles around the royal air force's flying fortress
Maximize my wins, minimize my loses
Til I'm exhausted then

жизнь


Только утром «‎English Breakfast»
The Royal Twenty’s на пути
Выкупаю flow «‎Темзы»
Шарю королевский стиль
Мой личный jesus знает сколько
Открывает

talking Mary Jane, and edibles, and Magic Chocolate bars, and Crown Royal, and coolers of Coors Light, and bottles of red and whites, and little powder bags

When dis party start?
Gon get some liquor from Walmart 
 
When we kickin hard? 
Don’t care in a club or a yard
 
When we gettin trashed?
I’m down for

with no pig or no rat
We heard you a hog

Got steppers involved
Some in the yard
Some rose from the fog
Grimlins and all

Applying that pressure to pick

button in
Got you wishing for no blow scad course
Welcome to the school of hard knocks
I take shots with real Glocks
In the 18 yard box
That's a death

a ounce on the plane yeah I Snuck in the duffle
Every day I pop out ima drip like Puddle
If u come to my block it's gon be Royal rumble
Tinder hoes is

on the trigger
I knew you were ready to go

I'm so sorry I'm gone
I'm sorry I left you alone
In mount royal

With a light on the house
That never burned out
I came

Wrestling to the top last man royal rumble 

Took patience to being humble 

Ball em up with watch em crumble 

I’ll take the field 100 yards bet I score

2 zoots
And a pink Muscato
Making dough
But I don't wan stacks like loaf
Yard man
I wan stacks like hardo
Step with the team
Dance wid it
Meringues

I saw it running by the freeway
Sniffin' round the yard
Ooh, I could feel it in my scars
So I rounded up a posse
Tracked it through the marsh
And I

Welcome to my castle
Over the meadow  through the  valley past the city
Under the sun
Welcome to my castle

Yards of lush green and pine trees
Circulating

said Jesus
Believe me, I go hard
Stepping out in the yard
Reaching up for the pump
Cus you chumps I do not regard
Send 'em up to the lord
Royal, I keep

poems for my homies with the white fences
With context domestic
While I can shit in my yard, ya'll shit is perplexing
Been drunk in West Texas
X's and O's

country

N* I want to sleep in the yard. I want to drink from the zeer N* I want to eat beans. I want to eat grilled meat on Nile Street ‏Royal Biscuits We

Hard, soft again… thuggin' in that yard like a Backyardigan
I-I-I can't feel my face, I-I-I just popped a perc
Hehehe keep crackin' jokes, that hehehe

gotta unpack
Royal blue J's on my feet
Back to back, I need a 3 peat
She got potential
Just move that body
Shawty look good look fine
She wanna kick it

'Twas late '65 at the old Wallsea Yard
She was commissioned to haul the black tar
We built the Northumbria there on the bar
Roll Northumbria, roll