Awon boys yi
Kamikazee
On a retro level
Yahozze e jami si

BURGS

Around here them boys, them don't play
You can hear the sound of gunspray e'ryday
I give two fuks bout what a bird say
Playboy Don do t'ings er' way
I'm rap's LeBron, Teflon Don
Baguettes on arm, the next Sean, John
By any means I protect my charm
Blade'll bubble you up, like Moet, Chandon
I'm only calm, when I'm blowin that chron'
Gettin them flashbacks like baby hold onnnnn
I never thought I'd sweat so long
And re-enact the scene of my ghetto song
Eyes wanderin off, breath all gone
Stomach all swoll up, neck all warm
Head still spinnin off that Seagram and vodka
And you know who shot ya, bitch get the doctor!

I WANNA RAP BATTLE HENUEL

kingot:

yeah dats understandable
buh small dick guys shovld knw their size

y

EVRY NIGGA WITH A DICK WANT A BIG YANSH

LMFAO

RIHANAS COUNTRY

NICE

NIGGAZ KNOW MY BARS SICK
MESS WITH WHOE U A BITCH
MONEY LONG THEY KNOW A NIGGA RICH
U AINT A GANSTER I SHOULD SLAP THIS HOE
FADALZ UM IN THE HOOD GUETTING DOE
SHAWTY ASS GUETTING LO
NIGGAS IN THE HOOD WANT LESS MONEY BUT ME FREEZY I WANT MO

I NEED THIS FOOD RIGHT HERE

I WANT THIS COOP RIGHT HERE

ASAP FERG

yo i need someone to get me this right here

Ridin' big, gettin' mine
Two microwaves, flip a brick at a time
Bandana on the handle ready for the whip
When I wear the whitest soft watch it disappear
I disappear in the middle of the night
When I reappear, bet the boss look so bright
For life, dope boy
More strikes, oh boy
We ridin' low, gettin' high
80 round drum let ya know the time
When you see the Maybach, niggas know it's mine
Ridin' on the 2-4's I'm ahead of my time
Watch runnin' from kind, another one on my mind
Phone bill 4 grand get your ho on my line
In the hood, ho niggas act funny
Only real niggas really get to touch cash money

speak to her if she aint sound like she use to then she guettin dick down

RUN FOR REAL

awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

Lets go, uh
When niggaz see me in the street they be like there go double O again
He got the .357 set and he 'bout to let it go again
Switchin up this flow again, grindin up for that dough again
Your mans in that set trip, I'm 'bout to put a hole in him
Hands up plus lip, let me see ya'll niggaz bang
Hit a nigga in his head make 'em come about this chain
Homey I'm the best at this shit
I'm the don wit a black mark about to tag up on this shit
That niggaz perpin ya'll ain't seen no bricks
We movin grindin on a new city gettin jacked suckin ain't no dick
And you can show if it ain't no purp-b
Our buns be color of pookey lips when they gave 'em that turkey
Been a long time comin, but my time is due
Everythin is crystal clear but the shines is blue
Caught away seats in the gray CL
Wit so many weight in the trunk
If you don't chop it the brick scale, nigga!