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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 into
couldnt cleanse my soul with them civil sposes
roof, under glass like a coaster
backseat driver, racial slurs at the
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 orders
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, out the shower 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 dont judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, bitches modeling
take of that Givenchy and lets get
I have your face looking all Captain
the devil stay
cause you chase the pussy its a sin
but if it falls in your lap its a
as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing
French, to be exact, that Balmain was
had the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

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

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

Im in, that no-smoke sec rolling ounces
marijuana mountains, drinks youre not
chains on, I dont need no bouncers
nothing than a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds smashed in her
a hotel, my nigga we rent houses (houses)
my nigga, we rent
so many wedding rings lost in 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
stacking money face to face, dish it, 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 niggas, counting all this money you aint
consider yourself lucky to see a legend the prime
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, Cole World, way for the chosen one
what you now hear is putting in all the older ones
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 teaching niggas to 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 Hov, but Im the closest one
heard you looking for trouble, what, Im to run?
yo invited me inside her, aint I supposed to cum?
got niggas blow your tee off, put a hole in one
now you of heavens gate, fronting like you know someone
talking hard, but yall still push me
they say you are what you eat, and I still pussy
it, everybody can get it
when youre hot, everybodys a critic
but when youre this high everybodys a
all this mean from niggas that mean nothing
could it be my position is one you dreamed of?
went from quarter to broke to half past
my badass bitch
and you dont want no problems on some math class
so check the genius out
the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout
I thought that real shit is what you been bout
what you praying for? What you been screaming bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been bout