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Lil

Ha-ha!
Young.Moula
Ok, on my mind, fuck a nigga thoughts
He aint even thank, he aint seen me with tha pistol and tha shank
Walked up to him put tha pistol to his tank, pussy nigga faint.
Pick that up naw let him lay
Where im from I see a fuckin body every day(x4)
Hammer in them draws hammer in draws
And yall aint nothing but in a wall
Bolsters, Holsters, like a motha fucka
Off my hip clip empty a motha fucka
Ha-ha ok, im a burglar but its fly carter inducted to fly squader
Ok simply im a motha fucka pimpin aint dead because im pimpin a motha fucka
Now where ya hoe at wipe ya feet on tha door mat ima bring the N-O back a nigga with no back
Ima go
The top gon get
Them hoes gon get cut like a I kno it
Ye aint gotta tell me I smell it
Ya pussy niggas eatin butter and jealous
Youre Los Angeles
But you can find me in a white tan
Juss like Van Halen ima out bitch
Ima that glock like a fuckin outfit
I dont care what you know, you dont nothing bout this
And I your ass choke when you suck on my dick. Weezy

Ok, Im up
Im strapped up, downtown acts straight jackets aint strapped up
And scrappin we could do, see what we do
And im like let me at em call me Doo
After tha scrap with u I aint lookin
You beat me to bad bitch im back shootin
Fool im a fool, I do I do
Its like fixin cars with tools ima use
Tha or the Uz, the Mag or tha Roug
Catch it when its juss you, like it wasnt juss you
I guess im juss to real for to adjust to
Fuck me, naw ova nigga fuck you
See I know what, who is who, and who is you
Move you lose move an inch and more ligaments that you lose
Ill put you on tha 10 news
One, two buckle ya
Here come tha Kid
Ooo gloves Uz will up your own food
Do use M-0 2s and from whole and frooz
Then I play it cool, as James Brown shoes
play with them cuz shoot hell shoot
Im loose as a goose on that goose with hoes
Im playin duck duck goose boy im slick like
Im tha truth nigga im a murderer, Fuck mooke
Put niggas on mute
Then I come back like good crack, I am that, get that, I spit crack, 6 shot by tha 6 pack I spit that where you spit that I send niggas where ya at dont worry where tha Kid at nigga huh

Lil

Uptown back in it, Hollygrove menace, black shirt, black tennis, black semi
I never sat in a hemi that would me
Try a maybach or a maybach, bitch I got ya
Paychecks on paychecks but I want pay back
I still dont play that, I kill on
We dont do but get money all day
Put tennis on my bullets now they runnin yall way
I am Young Moula, Money all day
Where tha drugs so sweet honey on yay
Which one of yall say you want im honered
Blitz yo ass a motha fuckin lineman
Stack of with a whole bunch of commas
where red like an old 49er
Fuck shittin on ya ill dump tha toilet on ya
Weezy F Baby bitch im hotter than