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"TEC"
(feat. Tadoe)

"TEC"
(feat. Tadoe)



[Hook x2:]
Boy hold my jewelry it's a pound
Brick on my wrist right now
And I'm finna go and scoop ya bitch
And I'm finna go and scoop some kicks
Finna pull up on my ex
Pull up on my ex make that bitch mad
"I ain't got no fucking type of respect
But I heard you get respect with TEC"
D-Moe go grab the pound
Thots coming over to suck us right now
Roll up let's get high
Smoke a nigga frown
Let 'em come up in this fucking house
Pistol to his motherfucking mouth
I told him "watch this motherfucking mouth"
Who the fuck talking now?
Flexin, look at my muscle (look at my motherfuckin' muscle)
My truck got a muscle (truck got a motherfuckin' muscle)
It ain't American, it's foreign
My bitch ain't American, she foreign
She is from Dubai
I got that check, then I flew by I roll by
Didn't stop for nobody
I don't fuck with nobody
I'll hop out and fuck your body and your party
We'll come through, shoot your party
Who told you to party? Not GloGang
Fuck boy you is a no name
[Hook x2:]
Boy hold my jewelry it's a pound
Brick on my wrist right now
And I'm finna go and scoop ya bitch
And I'm finna go and scoop some kicks
Finna pull up on my ex
Pull up on my ex make that bitch mad
"I ain't got no fucking type of respect
But I heard you get respect with TEC"
I just bought a chopper let's do a hit
You wife for us, she doing dicks
I got a .30 with a stick
I'm Glo Gang, we hella rich
These niggas hate but niggas bitches
These niggas tellin, niggas snitches
And you know snitches they get stitches
Pulling up and you get digits
Talking numbers, hunnid rounds
Catch you lacking it's man down
When I kill you, Ima frown
Ain't no fucking laughing or playing around
 
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"Telling It All"

"Telling It All"


Running to the cheese lil' nigga I ain't fuckin' round
Them hit-men with me lil' nigga they will hunt you down
Sosa was never 'bout that life how the fuck you sound
Put the red dot on your nose you's a fuckin' close

I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight
We leave your ass left if you not right
I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight
Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign
And the truck look like a dump cause its sitting tall
Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga ball
Gucci jackets both pockets filled with it all
And these diamonds and my jewelry telling it all

I hit Gucci just to stunt
I just poured me up a cup
I've been in it since a pup
I'm gonna get it wish me luck
We in that tinted car you fucked
Nah in Tunechis voice you trucked
Rolling dope up like a cluck
So much dope it got me stuck
I swear I be high as fuck
In the mall just buying stuff
Ring me up I'm cashin out
Ain't with all that trying stuff
And I got that iron tucked
I just started charging up
Ain't with all the fussin' stuff
In that vrrrrm cutting up

I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight
We leave your ass left if you not right
I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight
Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign
And the truck look like a dump cause its sitting tall
Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga ball
Gucci jackets both pockets filled with it all
And these diamonds and my jewelry telling it all

I'm in the diamond, district kicking big shit
Bank roll, on me, popping big shit
Me and the crew, in your city we got big sticks
Big TV, middle toilet I take big shits
I had your bitch, in my office now she dismissed
No attention, especially when she throwing big fits
Forty pointers, and a watch that's that big shit
A couple shows, my pockets fatter than a big bitch
Whole pint, now I gotta take a big piss
Triple A, I always got a-fucking-ssistance
Peter Parker, I always knew I had a sixth sense
And the opps, is always on my fucking hit-list

I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight
We leave your ass left if you not right
I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight
Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign
And the truck look like a dump cause its sitting tall
Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga ball
Gucci jackets both pockets filled with it all
And these diamonds and my jewelry telling it all
 
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06.07.2010
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"Ten Toes Down"

"Ten Toes Down"


Need to be happy...

[Hook:]
Ten toes down, I got shows and verses
I'ma bring 'em to your town
For the right fuckin' amount, you can hit me up right now
50 for a show and 20 for a 12
I'm a loose screw, I ain't no nail
Walk up in the building
She either smelled the loud or Chanel
I think she goin' for the kill
She steady callin' my phone
My battery she damn near killed me
My phone steady ringin'
This bitch damn near killed me

[Verse 1:]
What's on my line, that “ffffffffrrrr beeeep"
They be callin' all the time
Bang bang, what's that, my gun
I up this mothafucka, blew it, make him run, better run
Little Gump, run Forrest, run
3 grams in the blunt, we have 1 on 1
I love gettin' money, and I know you know it man
Yeah I like Nina shootin', why the fuck you hold it in
I walk in and break the bank, then walk out and close you in
What the fuck you lookin' at, I swear I don't know you man
I'm sayin' I'ma a Glo man, I don't need no tan
I pull up, hop out, standin' in my stance

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Skrrt pullin' off, I'm so raw
Ha-ha high a lot, ruff ruff I'm a dog
Chh-chh go my paws
Cause these fuckas itch a lot
Bitch I got my bong, I don't want you, take me home
I be smokin' skunk, got it from the loft
'Member sellin' junkies, now I gotten dope
'Member red monkeys, closet full of Trues
If you lookin' for me, I'm probably on the news
One plus two, that equals a few
I want ten times 500,000 cool
I pull up rude, my jewelry du-du
Brick and balony in my pocket, Milonakis stew

[Hook]
 
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"Text"

"Text"


Sosa baby...
Runnin' up that sack
Smokin' on this dope; also known as pack
And we got them gats, we won't cut no slack
In these Fendi slacks, I be speakin' facts
I'm all about a stack
Big ass blunts of thracks, & that be the OG, just to be exact
She like how I flex, so she want some sex
I don't wanna talk
She don't wanna text
Please don't cross the gun line, gon' cost you your sunshine
And I got the D-line lookin' like a lunch line
And today is payday, so you know it's crunch time
Got my AR with me, that's my lil sunshine
Pour that codeine up, it's bout that get drunk time
You gon catch your deer, Imma go and hunt mine
Got the utensils bitch I got the supplies
Y'all my shorties so, when you see me say "What up Dad!"
Ain't' no puff, puff-pass, Boa I had a rough past
In the second grade I had a BB in my lunch bag
You know the streets is [?] Get stuck like a thumb tac
Foe nem took yo choppa from you, come and getcho drum back
Ima pour this pint up in some lemon lime
You can get yo shit split, fuckin' with me n the guys
Mobbin with some big shit, don't pay us no mind
Hit you with' some big hits, won't take us no time
Your bitch want this big dick, she not even fine
Pockets be on be big bitch, I'm not even lyin'
This shit is off the fuckin dome, I'm not even tryin'
It ain't hard to get up with' me, I'm not even hidin'
Bwoy that old ass Benz, you not even slidin'
Hit yo' bitch from the back, she gone let me have it
Bitch I'm all about the dollas like I play with Dallas
Turn this shit malfunction, texting me could get tragedy
BANG
This shit is crazy...
I'm a 90's baby, I know nothin' bout the 80's
Hit you from Atlanta, take a L, look like McGrady
We was really warrin', I looked up and God just saved me
Runnin' up that sack
Smokin' on this dope; also known as pack
And we got them gats, we won't cut no slack
In these Fendi slacks, I be speakin' facts
I'm all about a stack
Big ass blunts of thracks; & that be the O.G. just to be exact
She like how I flex, so she want some sex
I don't wanna talk
She don't wanna text
Bang!
 
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"That Be Me"

"That Be Me"


We smoked some dope, I fucked your ho
You wifed that bitch, she love but she gon' go
You like that bitch, in the way she like me
She only like me cause I'm fuckin' icy
Ten chains on, I feel like Mr. T
Six rings on, I feel like 23
My gang on my back as you see
Fifty for a show, baby, that be me
That be me

That be me, that can't see
Cause I'm off this tooka pack
All this tooka thrax
Like Tadoe, I'm just too damn smacked
Bussin' everywhere
I'm pointing my nine up everywhere
I got my guys up in here
And they blockin' everywhere
Rest in peace Ben Franklin
I swear I need Ben Franklin
I need to keep Ben Franklins
I needa be Ben Franklin
And that's a bill
Finna be he'll kill to steal your tip, top
[?] got a pint of lean, got it for the zip locks
That's all I need
And we gon' be at it until we scream
Bang

We smoked some dope, I fucked your ho
You wifed that bitch, she love but she gon' go
You like that bitch, in the way she like me
She only like me cause I'm fuckin' icy
Ten chains on, I feel like Mr. T
Six rings on, I feel like 23
My gang on my back as you see
Fifty for a show, baby, that be me
That be me
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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"That Night"

"That Night"


[Hook:]
I got that cash it wasn't nothin'
I8 drive by, M6 speed by, race me why not?
Lets spend 5 thousand, you got it, I got it
You can not beat me, yes you can die by it
I pulled out them fat knocks, like I hit the jackpot
Its raining them wet knocks, strip-club, that's right
After she give me top, give her wet wipes
I'm so damn high off life, I don't remember that night
I call you on damn Skype, make sure my check right
I'm in the lime light, you's in the dim lights
I'm too damn rich for lice, don't got no damn mice
You hatin' too damn goofy, don't got no damn life
My pool is 9 feet, I just hop in and swim right
I do's the stunting, I just hoped out that damn ride
I need a Moncler ring, you know that I'm gon' get it right?
Perfect day for flexin', walked outside and its feeling nice
[Hook:]
That cash it wasn't nothin'
I8 drive by, M6 speed by, race me why not?
Lets spend 5 thousand, you got it, I got it
You can not beat me, yes you can die by it
I pulled out them fat knocks, like I hit the jackpot
Its raining them wet knocks, strip-club, thats right
After she give me top, give her wet wipes
I'm so damn high off life, I don't remember that night
I make that crunk music Juelz and Killa Kim
I'm getting Ben's why you playing, bitches in Switzerland
Nigga get your bitch, shes a damn Nigger digger man
I set her out by the fire, then I started getting head
She tape her mouth onto my dick, I'm a asshole, I'm the shit
Was just on the phone with slick, his lawyer need 36
Was on the phone with Stunna Ray, he told me flex on them bitches
When these bitches be wanna play, I'm gettin' the check on these bitches
[Hook:]
I got that cash it wasn't nothin'
I8 drive by, M6 speed by, race me why not?
Lets spend 5 thousand, you got it, I got it
You can not beat me, yes you can die by it
I pulled out them fat knocks, like I hit the jackpot
Its raining them wet knocks, strip-club, that's right
After she give me top, give her wet wipes
I'm so damn high off life, I don't remember that night
 
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"That's It"

"That's It"


When I fucked that bitch shit I kind of killed it
I don't remember her name I wanna fuck that bitch should I call her cutie, yeah that's it
With you got on all type of shit, with me she got on a two piece, and that's it
She like Sosa what kind of car you finna get?
The one that's fast with the two seats, yeah that's it
She like Sosa what kind of house you finna get?
The one that's got ten jacuzzis, yeah that's it
I got 30 shots in this Glock
But I'ma give you a two piece, and that's it
She know I got plenty thots
But she say she don't want to lose me, and that's it
I gave the bitch two or three pumps and that's it
She high off a two or three blunts and that's it
My gwap she can't get none of that shit
Take twenty out the bank and I'm spending that shit
I'm allergic to three things, and that's it
Fake niggas, peanut butter and lobster that's it
I only bought a PT, and that's it
Bought a sprite and a full hand dropped in that bitch
I live it that's why I be talking that shit
Walk in the mall and be copping that shit
Remember when my grandma used to say 'That's it'
Now I ain't gotta hear none of that shit
Bitch said she only want a thousand that's it
What you smoking on? I need a blunt of that shit
Bitches gone get put out and that's it
Cause the door to the face gotta come with that shit
I fucked bout 2-3 thots today, and that's it
I fucked one without a condom I'ma pay, for that shit
I had a threesome with a million different hoes, that's it
The ones hoes admire niggas want that's it
Got 3-0 in this 4-0 that's it
Let a hundred niggas try me and I'm dumping that shit
Fuck boy I hope you ain't thought that's it
Got niggas at the go toting rocket launchers and shit
50 shots and automatics hawks and shit
Try me it's gon' be problems that's it
 
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"That's What"

"That's What"


[Hook:]
What what, (what what) [x3]
Nigga buck buck (Nigga buck buck)
What what, (what what) [x2]
Knuck buck, click clack, nigga buck buck
What what, (what what) [x3]
Nigga what what, (nigga what what)
Nigga buck buck, (nigga buck buck)
Nigga what what, (nigga what what)
What what (what what), nigga what what (nigga what what)
[Verse 1:]
You a not what, get your line white
Get yo mind right, and live that lime life
Nigga what what, nigga buck buck
Coming out the cuts cuts, shooting up trucks trucks
Crime mob knuck buck, throwin' bows, Glocks tucked
And if it's a problem, I swear I will pop ya
We don't pop out bitch we pop up
Pop up with the Glocks up
Hope yo ass got the Christmas spirit, light yo block up
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I'm a cowboy, watch me draw this bitch
With this pistol I'm a artist, I be drawing shit
Pull up on your block and I'm on folly bitch
That bitch all in my pocket, she's a Polly bitch
I call my 4-0 focus, she's a solid bitch
I call my 4-5 brokers, he gon' pop you a bitch
Told that bitch what, bitch you better swallow bitch
I got rocket power like I'm Otto bitch
[Hook]
 
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"This Bitch"

"This Bitch"


This bitch be calling my phone
This bitch won't leave me lone
This bitch wanna smoke all my strong
This bitch gotta go home
This bitch
This bitch think she the shit
So she ain't lie, she like me but I know she is
Baby girl, tricks are for kids
Naww, I don't trust that bitch

I don't wanna [?] with this bitch
I'm about my money, can't mix that with this shit
You about that gunplay, then with that you get hit
We ain't bout that Bombay, go red rum with this shit
What's that backwards? Murder
Got killed for that bitch and all she wanted was further
Hand back, just hit that or lil get back
Then this bitch say she love me, I can dig that
Girl you just [?]
He say you don't, I'm like "word up"
She say being a thot, she ain't heard of
But I act like I ain't heard her

This bitch be calling my phone
This bitch won't leave me lone
This bitch wanna smoke all my strong
This bitch gotta go home
This bitch
This bitch think she the shit
So she ain't lie, she like me but I know she is
Baby girl, tricks are for kids
Naww, I don't trust that bitch

She say she wanna fuck me, then I'ma sue her
I just want some top, she thought I was gone do her
Bitch I'm posted with my Ruger
Just in case this bitch screw up
This bitch say she wanna make up, then
I told that bitch to put on make up, then
This bitch say she wanna break up
I told that bitch that I'ma player
This bitch a freak in the sheets but thot in the streets
Told that bitch ain't nobody meeting my mama to me
This bitch wanna count my hundreds with me
I told that bitch I brought my money counter with me

This bitch be calling my phone
This bitch won't leave me lone
This bitch wanna smoke all my strong
This bitch gotta go home
This bitch
This bitch think she the shit
So she ain't lie, she like me but I know she is
Baby girl, tricks are for kids
Naww, I don't trust that bitch
 
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"Thot Breaker"

"Thot Breaker"


I am... I mean, I did
I did fuck yo bitch
Baby I'ma thot breaker [x2]

[Hook:]
Baby I'ma thot breaker
I'ma thot breaker [x4]
She cum alot, break her then mess her make up
I'ma thot breaker [x9]

Sex, we had sex she won't forget
She be with her man, come with me, you know it's her ass
And her man a fan, don't believe me, I answer that
But I break her back and her screaming over the bed
Baby I'ma thot breaker
Fuckin' up yo hair and makeup
Girl you never gone play us
Thots when I go to sleep and wake up

[Hook]

I know that thot, I broke that thot, I loan that thot
She be with another thot, I really want that thot
See me with another thot, I really hope that thot
Don't let her heart drop cuz I fucked her last night and told her that
I love her, I'm for her
Baby I was high, I was a stoner
And you know when I see thots, they be growing herbs
I think I'm the youngest flexer on earth

[Hook]
 
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