reij @NigeI

@no_taste_in_music - Right hand man.

Baby I'm a suspect, baby I don't play victim.

Pull over, take the tracker out the whip, Range Rover Sport, I'm on the jackie doin' tricks!

August 9, two days before, he turned 17!

You fightin' an armed robbery shawty, thats what I'm offering.

This ones for leaving us, with a god damn broken family!

Every mornin' when I wake up, uh, money on my mind!

Might catch me in Atlanta, lookin' like a boss!

Its a long, long, road!

Get up, stand up, Stand up for your right!

Oh, my, god, I'm, really, that, guy!

Want smoke, we can puff one!

Hey now, say now, I'm all about my Yen Big face Buddha, get my peace from within.

Watch my daddy die!

She grew up in a Indiana town, Had a good-looking mama who never was around!

Clear a path as I keep on walkin'
Ain't no stoppin' in this dirty, filthy, rotten
Nasty, little world we call our home!

YACK YACK YACK YACK! Wake yo punk ass up! Ain't nothin' but a Compton thing, chill!

I promise that I know you very well, Your eyes never lie even if they tell!

Hear the siren, walk up, drive by, Shooters, looters, federal fed intruders!

Keepin' it G ain't nothin' You ain't gotta like it 'cause the hood gone love it!

I don't recommend it, On a normal day, roll up with Benzes!

Know my bitch so bad, You spend your cash on a bitch you never had, yeah.

I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006!