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T:]
Re-Up Gang
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you it muthafucker
Yes
All I see is roses, drug dealer poses
shoveling that angel up they noses
never let jail turn my shine Moses
cleanse my soul with them civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, glass like a coaster
driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur
killian loafers, chokes her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted
the audacity, war brings
bitch my son before I face that tragedy
ugh, I order hits, she mahi
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the posse
Gone!!!

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

West:]
Im here, its the
bad bitches me
sometimes we lowered our at the colleges
so please dont me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, bitches modeling
of that Givenchy and lets get raunchy
I have face looking all Captain Cruncy
the stay testing
cause when you the pussy its a sin
but if it falls in your lap its a
soon as I got salad, I spent it all on
French, to be exact, Balmain was impressive
had used the leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

The Prynce:]
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we wasnt black then we have struggled
player, all I got is trap and crooks in my huddle
cook and I smuggle
got pounds of kush in the duffle
so Im running through circles,
boy Im looking Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the hook in cause was looking
Ive tooken some whoopings, so me, dog Im good for a scuffle
dont be mad I whooped your ass cause Ive tooken a
asking niggas questions but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood with the bubble
with a tall broad like I took her from Russell
didnt play the cards I was dealt, I made the re-shuffle
Flush, so kiss my royal nuts
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 flows
cause all my Titos got like a yellow road

[Big
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Don nigga
(But you it mutherfucker)

Im in, that no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking
marijuana mountains, youre not pronouncing
chains on, I dont need no bouncers
nothing less than a G in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds smashed in her
a hotel, my nigga we rent houses (houses)
my nigga, we houses
so wedding rings lost in them couches
Im a Westside lover
I leave females in my and all my feelings in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
stacking money face to face, dish it, like CPR
Ye invited me a to sit at the throne
so now Im snapping yo ass just finished a poem
does he sound like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy
meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, counting all this money you
consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the
a before the crime, a BIG before the Dime
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, World, make way for the chosen one
what you now hear is putting fear in all the older
down played me to downgrade me like they notice son
your shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my in em
fucking hoes while niggas to hold your sons
this the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and son
high as fuck a cold flow and a loaded gun
never say Im better Hov, but Im the closest one
heard you looking for trouble, what, Im to run?
yo bitch me inside her, aint I supposed to cum?
got niggas thatll your tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heavens gate, fronting you know someone
talking hard, but yall aint push me
they say you are you eat, and I still aint pussy
it, everybody can get it
when youre hot, everybodys a critic
but youre this high everybodys a midget
all this mean mugging from that mean nothing
could it be my is one that you dreamed of?
went from to broke to half past rich
with my bitch
and you dont want no problems on some math class
so check the genius out
fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my sprout
I that real shit is what you been fiending bout
what you been praying for? What you been screaming
ironic you been sleeping on the one you been dreaming bout