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Fuck Nigga
Pussy Ass
Straight Murder That Boy & Every Pussy That's Em

Put Em In The Trunk, Tell Em Have Fun
No Noise On The End Of The Gun
My Boys Givn Paper Just As Quick As It
And if your stadin in the way a mama her son

I Remember In The Day It Was Me & Brandon
Kut Skool, Weed, I Was Strapped, He Had One Too
R.I.P From The Hollygroove
Tell Ya Momma I Do What Ever She Needs Me To Do
Lil Beezy We Use To Get Ready, Kant Believe My Nigga Ah

I'm a Apple Killa, Eagle Street Soulja
(Lil I'm a Legend)[? ]
Lil Spitter I'm a
Silver Tape Her
I'm a
If Ya Bitch Look Bet I'm a Get At Her
She See Me In The I'm a Put The Petal To The Metal
If Ya Boy Wana Trip I'm a Put The To The Tatta
Everybody Scatta Get The Fuck Away
Fly, Glass Shatters, Situation Gets Sadder
Daddy I'm a Pitcher, The Next Batter
I Whip It Like Gadda & I Throw It At Em
Jr High Skool, High Skool I Had Em
Had 10$ Bags 25$
We Ain't Even In The Same Lane, Stop
Damn Even Mackmaid Me I'm Mackn
Stop Trippn, Bitch Shake Ya Laffy Taffy
This Is New Orleans Classic, Lil Wayne The Main
I Got That Goose In My System, Somebody Gon Be My

Talkin With Ya Bitch, Meetn With Ya Bitch, Creepn With Ya Bitch Now I'm Sleepin Ya Bitch
You Kan Keep Her, She A
Ii Don't Love Her, I Don't Trust Her & Even Mother Me A Bitch Loves To Hustle
Gotta Get That Paper Baby, Get That Kake
Cop A Black Lambourgini, Put On The Plates
Gon To The Beach, At My Feet
All 1 1 Hangn Off The Seat

My Nigga Lil Naughty Was Down G
We Use To Blow 2 Or 3, Tell Me All The Streets
My Nigga Soulja Slim Had The Fuckn Message
[? ] Was A Uptown
Lil We Use To Get Read Ah Kant Believe My Nigga Dead Ah
Lil Soulja He What He Said Ah, Kant Blieve That Nigga Dead Ah

My Nigga Lil Spitta That's My All Day
1st Bullet Out The Barrel Nigga Better Your Face
My Nigga Lil Spitta He In The Let's Play
He About Ta Take Over From A Half Time

Now Once Upon A Not Long Ago
Nigga In The Hospital And Damn Near Broke
And All He Had Was A [? ], A Box Of Baking Soda, & A Of Pots
The Streets Was Empty, The Fool Was
He Wanted To Give Em, Just They Wanted
To Get Cheap All He Needed Was The Connects
So He Kalled His Homie From The Hollywood Set
Yes

Then I Got His Kall I Be On The Way He Don't Worry About But That Money To Be Made
Get Up Spitter We Got The Shit Straight And I Hime The Dope And I Kept The 8
We On The Grind And The Bitches Know Who We Are

I Kome In The Kar Like Gosh
My Posture As As Fur, I'm All Hers
Kut Niggas Like Barbers
Fruity Ass Is Starburst
Throw Em In The Center Fans It's Lil Wayne Baby Mutha Fuckn Triiggaman
Yea Yea, Throw Em In The Center Fans Lil Wayne Weezy Baby Mutha Triggaman
Yea Yea The Mutha Fuckn

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