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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 poses
shoveling that devils up they noses
never let jail my shine into Moses
couldnt cleanse my soul with them rights sposes
roof, under glass like a coaster
backseat driver, racial at the chauffeur
killian loafers, chokes her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our posters
the audacity, war casualty
bitch have my son I face that tragedy
ugh, I order hits, she orders
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower
Gone!!!

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

West:]
Im here, its the
bad massaging me
sometimes we lowered our standards at the
so please dont me, ugh, for the following
fat swallowing, skinny bitches modeling
take of Givenchy and lets get raunchy
I your face looking all Captain Cruncy
the devil 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, that Balmain was
had used the leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

[Cyhi The
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we looking for
maybe if we wasnt black we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is trap and crooks in my huddle
cook and I smuggle
got twenty pounds of kush in the
so Im through them circles,
boy Im like Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the in cause niggas was looking
Ive tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog Im good for a
dont be mad I whooped your ass cause Ive a couple
feds asking questions but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood the bubble
with a model broad 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 the soil, bruh
but now Im off of rather yellow gold
exquisite ravioli with some happy yellow
but get it confused when I rap these mellow 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 no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking
mountains, drinks youre not pronouncing
three chains on, I dont need no
nothing less than a G in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds in her blouses
fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent (houses)
my nigga, we rent
so many wedding rings lost in them
Im just a lover
I leave in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
stacking face to face, dish it, look like CPR
Ye invited me a to sit at the throne
so now Im snapping yo ass just finished 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 the Dime
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, World, make way for the chosen one
you now hear is putting fear in all the older ones
down played me to downgrade me like they dont son
your too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in em
fucking hoes while niggas to hold your sons
this the rap Moses, that, Mary and Josephs son
high as with a cold flow and a loaded gun
never say Im than 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 heavens gate, like you know someone
hard, but yall still aint push me
they say you are what you eat, and I still pussy
fuck it, can get it
youre this hot, everybodys a critic
but when this high everybodys a midget
all this mugging from niggas that mean nothing
could it be my position is one that you of?
went from quarter to broke to half past
my badass bitch
and you dont want no problems on some math class
so the young genius out
the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout
I that real shit is what you been fiending bout
what you been praying for? What you screaming bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming