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bitch think she got me right under her thumbbb 
I'm only around when that girl want some fun 
Pops told me look death in the face and don't run
 
I was

The lil' bitch want some dick, (Dick), uh
.30 Glock on me, no homo, it got a dick (Dick), uh
Nigga run up on me, leave his wig, fuck a split (Bitch)
I got

Mr. Blue (The Song of Communications)

Laura Nyro

Nested

1978

of liberation, 
But sweetheart - you're in outer space."

Oh, Mister Blue
I've been studying the radar in the sky
I can almost run, fly
Listen like

state of mind
Either you learn from the best and they watch you strive
Or you get lost in a roam and get fed with lies
Its lil loksta on the move yup I

thang fa sho nigga ima go getta
Fuck the bitch on the first day that I met her
U a amateur nigga
Blow yo lil smoke out like candles Lil nigga
We live by

down
But don't worry bout it lil baby
Yeah I go for rounds
Round and Round round we go
I go for rounds baby
The Punch Mob just don't stop for hoes
Let me

everybody talking about?
I keep a choppa by my side in case a nigga run down
And to that bitch that broke my heart, I tell that hoe stay away
Cuz I got demons

Feel a lil sick that's probably why I throw them fours up
Smoke up all the weed put it out and roll a roach blunt
Feel a lil sick that's probably why

Stick to the arm, I'm gon' terminate you
Watch where do you move
Or get stabbed by Lil' Moose
12 wanna stop me but they got no clues
Run fast or you loose

dogs lil vicks, cause they too viscous (yeah ok)
Hope I never change (nah)
Staying in my lane (skur)
Moving like a rocket, tryna
maintain (woah)
Never

Rudy
Rush for that pocket get hit by the QB

I put my life on the line for the money lil nigga you know that I’m all in 
I had to grind all the way

5 Deadly Venomz

Apache

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1993

the alarm, and strong-arm what's mine
Some niggas need to feel me with a passion
I'm old fashioned, run up on me nigga and get blasted
With five deadly

If you a freak bae ball on my hard wood
If dat juice box wet do it real good
If you a freak bae den show me what dat mouf do
Make me run bae let me

a
Lil' snitch
End up
In a ditch
I will
Stay rich
Cuz I don't give a fuck, bitch

Back up
You gon' end up smacked up
Ba-ba- back up
Bitch you better have a-

like he knows me, bout to get shot
Run up on him, pah ta ta
Pussy, go suck yo' motha'

I ain't even with these niggas
All you niggas lame
Niggas out here

Laying down and the bitch so bad 
Hot body gyal gonna run up on me 

Hot body gyal stay  real on the beach 
Hot body Gyal Say babe I'm a freak 
Hot

I'm finna spazz on this bitch
Run 'Em down with this arp
Niggas talking shit I'll put em on a fucking tee
Had that nigga rolling down the hill like

Debbie's smiling, and wiping her gunPicking off cheerleaders
one by oneOh no!  Muffy's pompons just blew to bitsMy
God, Mitzi's head just did the splits!
My

bout it cause you had your chance
Babygirl don't worry bout me cause I'm worried bout the bands
Getting to ginger bread run it up as fast as I can

VO dude
Good kid turned to the goon
Good kid mad city where it's full of doom

Thinking of a way to make 6K by noon
Then do it again, they know I

Written By King Cato
Produced By Itswhiteeyez (White Eyez Beats)

Hook
I touch it turns to Gold
With all of this ice I'm hella froze

Playing to win

money get this money

Lil Blade: I'm on six mile with six hoes
And six thousand on me
Escalades, diamond chains and a
Blue out rolley
Your bitch told me

Fa da money fa da money all about da money
I run it up
Fa da money fa da money all about da money

Aye bra stuff da whole pack all in da backwood
I

Oh man, feel like Saquon when I run up them bands (Aye)
No Tour de France, but I got the juice like my names Lance (Uh)
Bitch I’m the boss, I feel