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T:]
Re-Up Gang
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it
Yes
All I see is black roses, dealer poses
shoveling that devils up they noses
never let jail turn my into Moses
couldnt cleanse my soul with civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, under glass a coaster
backseat driver, racial at the chauffeur
killian loafers, Mikimoto her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted
the audacity, war brings
bitch have my son I face that tragedy
ugh, I order hits, she orders
R.I.P. Blake, shout out the shower posse
Gone!!!

(You out problems)
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it

[Kanye
Im here, its the
bad massaging me
sometimes we lowered our at the colleges
so please judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, skinny modeling
take of that and lets get raunchy
I have your face looking all Cruncy
the stay testing
cause when you chase the its a sin
but if it falls in lap its a blessing
soon as I got salad, I it all on dressing
French, to be exact, that was impressive
had the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

[Cyhi The
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
if we wasnt black then we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my
they cook and I
got pounds of kush in the duffle
so Im through them circles,
boy Im looking like
at my knuckles, got the hook in cause niggas was looking
Ive tooken some whoopings, so me, dog Im good for a scuffle
dont be mad I whooped your ass Ive tooken a couple
feds niggas questions but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood with the bubble
with a tall model like I took her from Russell
didnt play the cards I was dealt, I made the re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my royal
aint nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil,
but now Im eating off of yellow gold
exquisite with some happy yellow hoes
but dont get it confused when I rap these mellow
cause all my Titos got bricks like a road

Sean:]
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Sean Don
(But you it mutherfucker)

Im in, no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking ounces
marijuana mountains, drinks not pronouncing
three chains on, I need no bouncers
nothing than a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds smashed in her
fuck a hotel, my nigga we houses (houses)
my nigga, we rent
so wedding rings lost in them couches
Im a Westside lover
I leave females in my sheets and all my in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
money face to face, dish it, look like CPR
Ye invited me a seat to sit at the
so now Im snapping like yo ass finished a poem
he sound like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, counting all money you aint
consider lucky to see a legend before the prime
a killer before the crime, a BIG before the
greet me wit a middle when you see me
its cool, cause I cant see yo ass this side of the TV muthafucker

[J.
Hey, Cole World, make way for the one
you now hear is putting fear in all the older ones
down played me to downgrade me like they dont son
your shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my in em
fucking while teaching niggas to hold your sons
the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and Josephs son
high as with a cold flow and a loaded gun
never say Im better than Hov, but Im the one
heard you looking for trouble, what, Im to run?
yo bitch invited me inside her, I supposed to cum?
got niggas blow your tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heavens gate, fronting like you someone
talking hard, but still aint push me
they say you are what you eat, and I aint pussy
fuck it, can get it
youre this hot, everybodys a critic
but when youre this high a midget
all this mean mugging from niggas mean nothing
it be my position is one that you dreamed of?
went quarter to broke to half past rich
with my badass
and you want no problems on some math class shit
so check the young out
fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my semen
I thought that real shit is you been fiending bout
what you been praying for? What you screaming bout?
ironic you sleeping on the one that you been dreaming bout