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Wake a up in his bed when he sleep,
Tie the nigga up his head to his feet,
Then I light the up from his head to his feet,
Put his body in the and his head on the beach,
another blunt just to save me the grief,

I give a fuck I was made for the beef,
I don't give a fuck I'm from the streets,
But I'm as a bitch, bitch wave to the thief,
Lie to the bad guy, hi to the dope,
wit the bad guy, try and get smoked,
Lie and you get smoked, lie for a though,
Try for a nigga though, die for a nigga
Why would a go to New Orleans,
is Katrina-land,
The president flew over, and he ain't land

We ain't mad, we ain't even playin'
It's touch-take season in my region and you ain't until
We eatin', and I my piece, and I want my peeps,
To get they piece, and they want they peeps to get piece,
And until then yo peeps no piece

I'mma and I feast every beat I seek,
And I freak every mix CD I
I to be at the t-o-p-o-f-h-i-p-h-o-p
And I'm I-n-D-a-C-u-t-W-i-t-h dem
Who me, yes me, call me West, B
Cause I'm wilder than the mothafuckin' wild be
I'm so ready, are you for me,
Young money, young mula baby!

in a nigga car at the light,
Put the gun to his head make him on the right and,
Then I tell him talk,
him get out and walk,
And then I tell my get right in
you fuckin' with a nigga like me
No but you fuckin' with a rida
They ain't heard me I tryda

Fuck anotha mothafucka, and them mothafuckas
Cause can't no fuck with a nigga
If you fuck lil tune,
Ima let my goons just follow yo ass twitter nigga,
We can do what you I don't care,
Anyhow, anywhere, I swear,
Ask son about a nigga, I will run up on a
Wit the gun up on a nigga, now I'm one up on a

I run the clock behind the guap,
And if my leg broke I hop,
Bitch I hustle til I drop,
Bitch I will throw you the top, of the world
I got a boston girl,
She my I'm her genie,
my magic carpet girl,
Flow so you cough and hurl,
I'm so twisted I and swirl,
I'm so I walk on clouds,
Please please please shoot me down,
Fuckin' right I put it ,
Buy it and cook it brown,
This is how great sound,
KY run yo around.

Hollygrove U-S-A, fran-ais..
Hot as
I am a zombie, more can I say,
Cause all I.

I ya'll I tote it,
Put the bullet in the glock and blow bitch,
If you know like I you'd put money way before that bitch
Everyone got they hand out so I drop my draws let um dat dick
Ima roll that and Ima roll it thick
And I know im cold and when its as brick
And I ain't old im 26
All in yo mouth like I'm a bitch

you and yo interest bitch
We on some shoot the shit
find the exit boy, my nina is so sexy boy
And she feelin' desperate boy, Don't make her ya boy
Pressure pressure boy, what will you test the boy
I'm great with no effort boy, yo face will get boy
I'm breakin' yo level boy, I'm yo medal boy
Weezy F and the F is for forever BOY!