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by Meek Mill
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We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
By killing cops and selling drugs,but what can you do?
Buying a killing product, giving killers my money, for some honey,
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Not for attention for killing
Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting
Killing you b*tches, pouring salt in you wounds
Walk into my room thinking how to make moves
Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness
I can teach you all the sounds of love
Killing like every single beat,
If he does my soul to keep
No commentary my man, i come out swinging
So i say goodbye cause ma n*ggas killing
When your money stand tall b*tches wanna know you but when your money
That bast*rd was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean
Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine
And strangle you with that f*cking leather jacket
Those b*tches can burn in hell and contemplate satans sh*t
That mean im overflowin all you rappin n*ggas in cups
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,
All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash
Rap ki hui ending yo jo thi pandat k pyar ki hui happy ending
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live
I got snider b*tches that whiter than the drugs they sniff.
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A Super Kinda Gangsta
A Super Kinda Gangsta
An Original Song
by hezzy badass
He gets on with life as a gangsta,
He's a super kinda chap.
He likes shooting on Sundays,
He likes killing people in the week.
He likes to contemplate b*tches.
But when he starts to daydream,
His mind turns straight to money.
Oh oh oh!
Does he love money more than b*tches?
Does he love money more than b*tches?
He likes to use words like 'badass,'
He likes to use words like 'sexy.'
He likes to use words about b*tches.
But when he stops his talking,
His mind turns straight to money.
Oh oh oh!
Does he love money more than b*tches?
Does he love money more than b*tches?
He likes to hang out with tony,
He likes to kick back with rem,
But when left alone,
His mind turns straight to money.
Oh oh oh!
Does he love money more than b*tches?
Does he love money more than b*tches?
He's not too fond of haters ,
He really hates funny b*tched,
But he just thinks back to money,
And he's happy once again.
Oh oh oh!
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A Super Kinda Gangsta
A Super Kinda Gangsta
An Original Song
by hezzy badass
He gets on with life as a gangsta,
He's a super kinda chap.
He likes shooting on Sundays,
He likes killing people in the week.
He likes to contemplate b*tches.
But when he starts to daydream,
His mind turns straight to money.
Oh oh oh!
Does he love money more than b*tches?
Does he love money more than b*tches?
He likes to use words like 'badass,'
He likes to use words like 'sexy.'
He likes to use words about b*tches.
But when he stops his talking,
His mind turns straight to money.
Oh oh oh!
Does he love money more than b*tches?
Does he love money more than b*tches?
He likes to hang out with tony,
He likes to kick back with rem,
But when left alone,
His mind turns straight to money.
Oh oh oh!
Does he love money more than b*tches?
Does he love money more than b*tches?
He's not too fond of haters ,
He really hates funny b*tched,
But he just thinks back to money,
And he's happy once again.
Oh oh oh!