Lil Wayne-Instrumental-The Mobb
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hard body nigga get body for the summer whats the body count for the hunter 20 mmmm sound like a good number: more to it at juicem84
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dirty bastard uh whip shift and bring it back/pan handle 12/12/new work who needs a pack/fiends screem they need uh track/mindstate pump it out and need to stack/summer breeze u see lac/jealous cus u see ur ex/she holdin all the my weed and x/hair and nail she call it tax/play it like whats all of that/eventhou it aint shit/im hustler so the game I wont quick/get ahead only make me want more shit/
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Money money money is all that i am living for. To see my kids everyday, thanking the lord is what I AM, GIVING 4, You talk alot of game but most of it u still sittng boy.bullets ricashay,hit yah body now u blood sipping, don't mention how the tire screech from the scene like SCRAPING A PAN IN THE KITCHEN. This here u don;t want fucking with me u will be missing, Stop all ya wining boy I already had to here yo sista bitchn.
Yall not f ucking with me man... yall straight pussy 4 real
7 4 that
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i pull out the pad/ but i dont need a pencil/ touch the screen and make it visible/ dont go to school i only need one course/ if rappings a game, then ill play that sport/eat you niggas then clean the fork/ all i represent is kentucky/ try me if your feeling lucky/ ill be the dealer/play your cards right and secure the two seater/ nigga dont tempt me/ ill leave your blood on the sidewalk and make it slippery/and if you aint repping with me/ then just leave me be/ lets agree to disagree.. nigga.
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IMPROVISANDO: This beat so loud, hittin jus like [metal] my body shakes with the bass n [treble], no color, so then no red no blue no [yellow] no chase im after, no need to run, or need to [pedal], beats i killed, its more lik [several]. cal me grim, death or cal me [fatal], RIP dear.mr. [instrumental], sorry bout the slaughter, but he was soft as [playdo]. hes ok sleepin like a baby in his [cradle] keep u in my prayers, u be who i [pray fo] so then therefore i be [mentally unstable]
the year was 94 born wit nuthin/ i thought i gota get it so i started huslin/ so i turned that nuttin into sumtin/ praid to god he wouldnt help me not even a touch/ so it left me in the smokin section rollin a dutch/ when it comes to the mic im blowin it up/ fortune and fame what holdin me up?/ but when i see the money ima be throwin it up/ its times like these make u wanna start givin it up/ but ima winner not a quiter/ love the money gotta get her.... check out my page
evotherapper 1 year ago 6
Tight Ass Instrumental
200Rayshawn 1 year ago 2