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[Verse: Young Ayo, Hey You Mr. Guy (You) When You In The Booth, Tell Me Why You To Lie (Why) Come On, Spit The All I Hear Is Bang Bang, Hustle This, Hustle (Lying) But If You Hustle Crack, Then Where The At ? No Proof, Dr Seuss, Telling When He Rhyme Like Once Upon A Time I Was On The Grind There`s Lie, Couldn`t Out-Hustle Me When It Come To D, I Can Take You`re Starting 5 I`m Only Goin At Generic Rap That, Rap Ki`s But Couldn`t Show Me 10gs, And Niggas Dry Snitching On They Tees, Standing Out, Like A Sore To The D`s, My Please, If You Really Had Work, You Would Do What You Do And Put It On Your Shirt, It Makes My Heart Hurt When Dumb Act Hood, You Ain`t No Hustla, A Nigga That Can Rap Good
[Verse: Jonny See There`s A Height Requirement, Nigga To Mention My (Smarten Up) How The Fuck You Little Niggas Can`t Stay In Lane Man You Me A Truce And I Took It (Aigh) Now I This Bullshit So How The Fuck Am I To Overlook It Look If This Nigga Survive Then It Gotta Be God How The Are You A Hustla With Your Factory Job ? And I Dont Get It, Im A Fucking Diabetic And I Don`t Usually Eat Y`all Niggas Evertime I See Y`all Retard Niggas Bitch Out Waddup Roxx ? Now We Cool ? You Dip Out Talkin All Bang Bang Shit, Pull A Clip Out Sayin` You A Blood, Week You Prolly Crip Out I`m Saying, We Don`t Believe Niggas (Nah) G-35, X5 Nah (Yeah) This Is A Public Announcement For My Niggas (Yeah) No More Goodnight, Morning, Goodbye Niggas
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Drake] Hey Yo Aristo I`m Can You Me Whats Going On In The Streets How It Feel To Count While You The Heat And Yes I For A 16 You Did 16 I Heard That Weak Shit And Only Wanted The (It`s True)
But Fuck The Money And The Cars That I To Set And Fuck The Women Thats To All The Guys They Met (Fuck All Of That) And Fuck The Features On My And The Deals On The Or Basically Just Fuck That You Strive To Get
And It`s The Of Resolution I`m It In Here If I Copy Flow, You Mimicing His Career And The Same We Hearing You Giving To Charity You To Be Giving To Littles To Give Him Some Clarity (What Up Littles)
Cuz Thats Your Homeboy I He`s Owed That Much Tell Him Pressing 25 Mean You Sold That Much And Breana, I Don`t Mean To Ya But You Need To Get The Car To Shoot This In Parma (Tony!)
You Act Like You Hood And Hood Harm Ya And Is Not Hating My Nigga We Call It Karma But Yo Thuglife, Show Me Where Hammer Be Yes I Took A El On My Own And They Didn`t Me You Try To Cover Up Your Like A Canopy And Try To Pull 17 Year Olds In Bramalea (I Know About It)
And We Got It Out For You We Saying That Don`t Nobody Vouch For You Nope, Nobody Thorough Is Willing To Give A (Nobody) And You Don`t Even Blow, You Just Blow Time You Can`t Get A Factor Grant So Rapping, Go Fix Parts At A Tractor Plant (Damn)
And Listen Here T You One Of The Seven Dwarfs Standing To Me You Probably Snitching In Court, Accept The Plea And I You Paying These Women And I Sex For Free (What Up Sweetheart)
But Dog, How Did Start How We Get To This We All Got Niggas Doing Mr. Wishheart (What Up Cam) It`s Not Cool To Use Another Nigga`s As A Tho` I You A Bitch, I Heard A Seven Man Echo
You Saying I Hustle, My Source For Currency They Saying You Never Moving It And Currently And You Risk Doing Crack Time And Around Black Crime Just So You Can Have To Say In You Rap Lines
They Say Drake Killed It Like Young Girls At A Private (I Did) Dog If I You, I Tell You What I Would Do I Would Cut Ties With The Cops And Just Them Fire You Lose The Body Pack And The Velcro You Feed The Wire Tell Them Not To And That`s Even If They Require You Cuz They The Only People Recording That Wanna You (It`s True) With What I Spend In A I Could Aquire You Some Of Them You Got Money You Little Liar You
But, I Don`t You Short Niggas Tell Tall Tales Good Riddance Aristo I Retired You!