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T:]
Re-Up Gang
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it
Yes
All I see is roses, drug dealer poses
shoveling that angel up they noses
let jail turn my shine into Moses
couldnt cleanse my soul them civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, under glass like a
backseat driver, racial slurs at the
loafers, Mikimoto chokes her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted
the audacity, war brings
bitch have my son I face that tragedy
ugh, I hits, she orders mahi
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower
Gone!!!

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

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

[Cyhi The
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we black then we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is trap niggas and in my huddle
they cook and I
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 Ive tooken a couple
feds asking niggas questions but I rebuttal
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the with the bubble
with a tall model like I took her from Russell
didnt play the cards I was dealt, I the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so my royal nuts
nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh
but now Im eating off of rather yellow
exquisite ravioli with happy yellow hoes
but dont get it confused when I rap these mellow
cause all my Titos got bricks like a yellow

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

Im in, that sec rolling motherfucking ounces
marijuana mountains, youre not pronouncing
three chains on, I dont no bouncers
nothing than a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds in her blouses
fuck a hotel, my nigga we houses (houses)
my nigga, we rent
so many wedding rings lost in couches
Im a Westside lover
I leave in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
stacking money face to face, dish it, look CPR
Ye invited me a to sit at the throne
so now Im snapping like yo ass just a poem
does he like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, counting all this money you
yourself lucky to see a legend before 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 from this of the TV muthafucker

[J.
Hey, World, make way for the chosen one
you now hear is putting fear in all the older ones
down played me to downgrade me they dont notice son
your shoes too big too I can barely squeeze my toes in em
fucking while teaching niggas to hold your sons
this the rap Moses, scratch that, 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 for trouble, what, Im supposed to run?
yo bitch me inside her, aint I supposed to cum?
got niggas blow your tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of gate, fronting like you know someone
talking hard, but yall still push me
they say you are you eat, and I still aint pussy
fuck it, can get it
when youre hot, everybodys a critic
but when this high everybodys a midget
all this mean from niggas that mean nothing
could it be my is one that you dreamed of?
went quarter to broke to half past rich
with my bitch
and you dont 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 is what you been fiending bout
you been praying for? What you been screaming bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you dreaming bout