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

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

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

The Prynce:]
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we wasnt black then we wouldnt struggled
player, all I got is niggas and crooks in my huddle
cook and I smuggle
got twenty pounds of kush in the
so Im through them circles,
boy Im looking like
look at my knuckles, got the hook in cause niggas was
Ive tooken whoopings, so trust me, dog Im good for a scuffle
dont be mad I whooped your ass cause Ive a couple
feds asking niggas but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood with the bubble
with a tall model broad like I took her from
didnt play the cards I was dealt, I made the re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my nuts
aint nothing silver spooned, I came the soil, bruh
but now Im eating off of rather yellow
exquisite ravioli with some happy hoes
but dont get it confused when I rap these flows
all my Titos got bricks like a yellow road

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

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

[J.
Hey, Cole World, make way for the one
what you now hear is fear in all the older ones
down played me to me like they dont 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, that, Mary and Josephs son
high as fuck with a cold flow and a gun
say Im better than Hov, but Im the closest one
heard you looking for trouble, what, Im supposed to
yo bitch me inside her, aint I supposed to cum?
got niggas thatll blow your tee off, put a in one
now you outside of heavens gate, fronting you know someone
talking hard, but yall aint push me
say you are what you eat, and I still aint pussy
fuck it, can get it
youre this hot, everybodys a critic
but when this high everybodys a midget
all mean mugging from niggas that mean nothing
could it be my is one that you dreamed of?
went from to broke to half past rich
with my badass
and you dont want no problems on some class shit
so check the young out
fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my semen
I thought that real shit is what you fiending bout
you been praying for? What you been screaming bout?
ironic you been on the one that you been dreaming bout