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[La the Darkman]
Yeahhh...
L.A.D.
I'm all about that cheese, swiss, mozerella
Monster, Kobe, American or cheddar
When it come to robbery
Nobody do it better
Notorious L.A.D.
Fresh Coogi sweater
The cleanest
Lyrics is the meanest
Understand my english
Nigga, I'm a Genious
Ice like a snow cone
Writin in my iPhone
Went from sellin' crack
To sellin' ringtones
Straight out the projects
To million dollar homes
Inside the Carter
Cookin' 36 zones
36 O's and I break them all down
In and out of every trap
all through the A-town
The Embassy A.M.G.
Young Money merger
I'm a Young Champ Like Ben Roethlisberger
S.S. Chevy with the big block engine
Rims and paint cost me a whole pension

[Jae Millz]
I don't need nothing but my niggas
And enough weed to go around
A ten ounce some grams and loaded pound
Fuck what another nigga think of me
I'm thinkin' multi-millions
He thinkin' G's
Nigga please
Get your mind right
Fuck tryna be fresh
Get your grind right
Cuz I'm Like
So in another league
I throw my pitches
at different degrees
And I
Wwril my pigskins
at different speeds
And I hit threes
Cuz at different times
I release
My shot cold
Nigga, I'm Hot
Don't be tight cuz you not
Just be happy I'm lettin' you breath
I'm the good, I'm the bad
I'm the devil, I'm Jesus
Its Young Money Bitch!
The game needs us
Gudda Gudda, What it is nigga
Kid-Kid Chi, Get it how you live nigga
My nigga Mack Maine just left the dealer ship
And Weezy just ripped the drop phantom so they feelin' sick
Diamond rings, Diamond chains
Royal Suites, Private planes
Palm trees, Big change
I can't complain
I made a promise to myself
That I'll never be have-not
Nigga Fuck being broke
Shit
Before that day come
I'll A.K. stamp ya
When there's beef
I'm in the centre like Tyson Chandler
Fuck what you heard
In the booth I goes off
Like the lights if you ain't payin
Its the third
And you already two months late with the bill
Clown nigga you's a lame
Bitch Nigga
I'm Millz!
Young Mullah

[Gudda-Gudda]
If you didnt,now you know
Its the million dollar nigga
With the million dollar flow
Icicle chain
Got a million dollar glow
Quarter mill for the gang
If you tryna book a show
Templates on the bentley
Ridin' through the checks
Got a pocket full of money
Nigga, Hand on my tec
I'm demandin' respect
I'm a man to respect
Disrespect your man
Put my hand round his neck
Its no other than
Gudda Gudda man
Still bout my money
Nigga, Fuck another man
I'm on the paper chase
All about the hustle man
I be climbin' through your window
Like I'm fucking Broadmnan
Look I'm
Shady Aftermath
Put your head in a scope
A Bank roll with the bucks
Is what these young niggas killin' for
The game dirty
On the streets tryna deal Yayo
Fifty clips at his hat
Leave a peeled potatoe



[Lil Wayne]
I call my nina bay like San Diego
Get me twisted
I'm a turn into a tornado
And all my riders ridin' like a winabago
You stay
But I'm a let that A.K. go
Rawer than a qualo
Shoot you like Halo
Give ya ass a halo
These bitches walk around actin like they J.lo
Man, I remember when these bitches was just hey hoe
Hey hoe, how you doing?
Me?
I'm doing every fuckin thang
Smokin them dikes
I'm on that Mary fucking Jane
This shit so Tom and Jerry to Lil Wayne
And you MC's are just milk and cherries to Lil Wayne
Haha
And bitch I'm greedy
but if I keep eatin you rappers
I'll get sugars diabities
Sweetie
I'm a different species
I'll crush your two fingers into a million pieces
What the fuck do I be thinkin?
Kill, Kill, Murder
And Benjamin Franklin
Your girlfriend is into them gangstas
And me being a gangsta
I get into your girlfriend
I stay still when the world spins
And ain't nobody flyer than the Birdman
You heard me
You heard him
Him being me
And we are better than
All y'all bitches, Niggas, Hoes
Enemies, Foes
Threes, Twos, Ones
But these dudes won
[La the Darkman]   Yeahhh...   L.A.D.   I'm all about that cheese, swiss, mozerella   Monster, Kobe, American or cheddar   When it come to robbery   Nobody do it better   Notorious L.A.D.   Fresh Coogi sweater   The cleanest   Lyrics is the meanest   Understand my english   Nigga, I'm a Genious   Ice like a snow cone   Writin in my iPhone   Went from sellin' crack   To sellin' ringtones   Straight out the projects   To million dollar homes   Inside the Carter   Cookin' 36 zones   36 O's and I break them all down   In and out of every trap   all through the A-town   The Embassy A.M.G.   Young Money merger   I'm a Young Champ Like Ben Roethlisberger   S.S. Chevy with the big block engine   Rims and paint cost me a whole pension      [Jae Millz]   I don't need nothing but my niggas   And enough weed to go around   A ten ounce some grams and loaded pound   Fuck what another nigga think of me   I'm thinkin' multi-millions   He thinkin' G's   Nigga please   Get your mind right   Fuck tryna be fresh   Get your grind right   Cuz I'm Like   So in another league   I throw my pitches   at different degrees   And I    Wwril my pigskins   at different speeds   And I hit threes   Cuz at different times   I release   My shot cold   Nigga, I'm Hot   Don't be tight cuz you not   Just be happy I'm lettin' you breath   I'm the good, I'm the bad   I'm the devil, I'm Jesus   Its Young Money Bitch!   The game needs us   Gudda Gudda, What it is nigga   Kid-Kid Chi, Get it how you live nigga   My nigga Mack Maine just left the dealer ship   And Weezy just ripped the drop phantom so they feelin' sick   Diamond rings, Diamond chains   Royal Suites, Private planes   Palm trees, Big change   I can't complain   I made a promise to myself   That I'll never be have-not   Nigga Fuck being broke   Shit   Before that day come    I'll A.K. stamp ya   When there's beef   I'm in the centre like Tyson Chandler   Fuck what you heard   In the booth I goes off   Like the lights if you ain't payin   Its the third   And you already two months late with the bill   Clown nigga you's a lame   Bitch Nigga   I'm Millz!   Young Mullah      [Gudda-Gudda]   If you didnt,now you know   Its the million dollar nigga   With the million dollar flow   Icicle chain   Got a million dollar glow   Quarter mill for the gang   If you tryna book a show   Templates on the bentley   Ridin' through the checks   Got a pocket full of money   Nigga, Hand on my tec   I'm demandin' respect   I'm a man to respect   Disrespect your man   Put my hand round his neck   Its no other than   Gudda Gudda man   Still bout my money   Nigga, Fuck another man   I'm on the paper chase   All about the hustle man   I be climbin' through your window   Like I'm fucking Broadmnan   Look I'm   Shady Aftermath   Put your head in a scope   A Bank roll with the bucks   Is what these young niggas killin' for   The game dirty   On the streets tryna deal Yayo   Fifty clips at his hat   Leave a peeled potatoe            [Lil Wayne]   I call my nina bay like San Diego   Get me twisted    I'm a turn into a tornado   And all my riders ridin' like a winabago   You stay    But I'm a let that A.K. go   Rawer than a qualo   Shoot you like Halo   Give ya ass a halo   These bitches walk around actin like they J.lo    Man, I remember when these bitches was just hey hoe   Hey hoe, how you doing?    Me?   I'm doing every fuckin thang   Smokin them dikes   I'm on that Mary fucking Jane   This shit so Tom and Jerry to Lil Wayne   And you MC's are just milk and cherries to Lil Wayne   Haha   And bitch I'm greedy    but if I keep eatin you rappers   I'll get sugars diabities   Sweetie   I'm a different species   I'll crush your two fingers into a million pieces    What the fuck do I be thinkin?    Kill, Kill, Murder    And Benjamin Franklin   Your girlfriend is into them gangstas   And me being a gangsta    I get into your girlfriend   I stay still when the world spins   And ain't nobody flyer than the Birdman   You heard me   You heard him   Him being me    And we are better than   All y'all bitches, Niggas, Hoes    Enemies, Foes   Threes, Twos, Ones    But these dudes won