Music Quiz / Guess the rap song by lyric #4

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Alley-oopin' all the s*** home Powered-up, out for the assist Don't panic when it get cold, we go at it, ho How you want them ribs smoked, family? Uh
Pop some Tame Impala, your man got a lame Impala (It'll get dark outside soon) And I'm sharing Slurpees and you ain't even begin to swallow
California n**** and I'm heavy in these streets If you don't keep a pole how you ready when it's beef (If you don't keep a pole) Lil n**** think he cut, yeah, I bet the n*** freeze
Put some bands all on your head like Jason Terry (Brrt, brrt, ooh) Richard Mille cost a Lambo (That's a Lambo) Known to keep the baddest bitches on commando (Salute)
Uh My homie told me, 'Kick that Super Saiyan long as it can sell' (Hahahahaha) 25 packs on the real, I feel (Yeah) Like another spoke on the wheel
Don't get green skin (Green skin), keep contact (Keep contact) Don't say, 'Goodbye, smell you later' (Later) Nah, I can't I don't want to end this season on a bad episode
Walt went to St. Louis, had a full ride for his hoopin' Him and his coach got into it, now he back home doin' music, ay I was at Columbia, a damn near straight A student
And we don't stress A .38 'til it free your chest Then PP on the PO's desk I'm Jay-Z in a blow out press
One time, circling the block (The block) Lil buddy got murdered on a flock Two times, you know how we rock (You know how we rock) You know who we knocked on, you know who we socked
Get-gettin' guap before when I was fourteen Glock was forty kick-kick Box ya jaw for plottin' on me hot bologna grits with Problems copper hoppin' on me cheese from government-ment
My god-sister getting married by the lake But I couldn't figure out who I'd wanna take Bad enough that I showed up late I had to leave 'fore they even cut the cake
I done came up, I done came up (I done came up) Switching lanes up, and I’m prayed up F*** the other side, we don't change up (Yeah) All the homies ride, you can't change us
Sons, daughters, wives, lives all lost in the name that love that died Mary Jane replacement for any bitch that kill my vibe I'm hot as f*** like cast a spell
Love won't get you high as this Drugs won't get you high as this Fame won't get you high as this Chains won't get you high as this Juice won't get you high as this
Shooting dice with Jesus Christ, put 20 on the midnight To everyone who sell me drugs Don't mix it with that bulls*** I'm hoping not to join the twenty seven club
I don't wanna see you cry You don't have to feel this emptiness She said I love you till the day that I die Well maybe she's right
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Too many Urkels on your team, that's why your wins low Don't make me pull the toys out, huh Don't make me pull the toys And fire up the engines, huh And then they make noise
Girl them late nights ain't good for you Really starting to show on you Don't hit me up when it's good for you Ungrateful
We ain't got time I drown my demons out Clear my mind Ridin' 'round town with a bad ass b****
Sleep on my feet (Feet) Money turn homies to zombies, they eat (Zombies) Miss my grandma, she was humble and sweet (Grandma) I don't speak, let the check talk for me (Check, woo)
Mondays I think of you, but I ain’t tripping on it Tuesdays I’m in, gotta get my hands up on ya Wednesdays I'm lit with you, you know you're staying over Thursdays I’m sick o
And she said... “You a goddamn lie” I ain't mean to say that ****, girl, I was goddamn high So we left the crib now we in the goddamn ride She lookin' goddamn fine
Doomsday comin' start investin' in a few guns New gats, booby traps, and bazooka straps Better play your cards right, no booster packs Everybody claim they used to rap
I got a foreign mamacita and I been known to beat it (Mama) N**** ain't goin' defeated, we get the guns immediate Don't burn in the coupe, it's an Italy
Yes I did So I packed it up and brought it back to the crib Just a little something, show you how we live Everybody want it but it ain't that serious
Light-skinned chick, first flight from Poland A whole lotta friends, first flight from Poland A whole lotta cash coming straight from Poland, why? Cause
F*** with Taco, f*** with Jasper F*** with Lionel, man that s*** is gon' get sketchy Shirt is striped, my shorts are short My Vans are Vans 'cause T**** does not f*** with Giuseppe
They didn't kill him; in fact, it look like they're the last to survive Pay attention, that one decision changed both of they lives One curse at a time
1300 on the flight, okay Love, you can't put a price on it Something came up, girl, I know it You don't never got time for me
Pappy done latch-keyed us Toying with Raggy Anns and Mammy done had enough Brash as f***, breachin' all these aqueducts Don't believe us Treat us like we can't erupt, yup
Feelin' so good, might smoke somethin' (Ayy) Hit it so good, might choke somethin' (Ayy) Might pull out, the game so weak F*** it, you can go and have both of 'em
This s***'ll have you in divorce court (Ooh) Fighting over your seeds Fighting over your deeds, sliding over your keys (Ooh) Alimony and fees (Ooh) As your lawyer proceeds (Ooh-ooh

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