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Re-Up Gang
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you it muthafucker
Yes
All I see is black roses, dealer poses
shoveling that devils angel up they
never let jail turn my shine into
couldnt cleanse my soul with civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, glass like a coaster
backseat driver, racial slurs at the
killian loafers, Mikimoto her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted
the audacity, war brings
bitch my son before I face that tragedy
ugh, I order hits, she orders
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the posse
Gone!!!

(You out problems)
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it

[Kanye
Im here, its the
bad bitches me
sometimes we our standards at the colleges
so please dont me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, skinny modeling
take of Givenchy and lets get raunchy
I have face looking all Captain Cruncy
the stay testing
when you chase the pussy its a sin
but if it falls in your lap its a
soon as I got salad, I it all on dressing
French, to be exact, that Balmain was
had the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

[Cyhi The
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we looking for
maybe if we wasnt then we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my
cook and I smuggle
got pounds of kush in the duffle
so Im running them circles,
boy Im looking Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the hook in cause niggas was
Ive tooken whoopings, so trust me, dog Im good for a scuffle
dont be mad I whooped ass cause Ive tooken a couple
feds asking niggas questions but I rebuttal
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood with the
with a tall model broad like I her from Russell
play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my nuts
aint nothing silver spooned, I from the soil, bruh
but now Im eating off of rather gold
ravioli with some happy yellow hoes
but dont get it when I rap these mellow flows
cause all my got bricks like a yellow road

[Big
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Sean Don
(But you it mutherfucker)

Im in, that no-smoke sec motherfucking ounces
marijuana mountains, drinks youre not
three chains on, I dont no bouncers
less than a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds smashed in her
fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent (houses)
my nigga, we houses
so many rings lost in them couches
Im just a Westside
I females in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
money face to face, dish it, look like CPR
Ye invited me a seat to sit at the
so now Im snapping like yo ass just a poem
he sound like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, Im with all these niggas, counting all this money you aint
consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the
a before the crime, a BIG before the Dime
greet me wit a middle finger you see me
its cool, cause I cant see yo ass from side of the TV muthafucker

[J.
Hey, Cole World, make way for the one
what you now hear is putting fear in all the ones
down played me to downgrade me like dont notice son
your shoes too big too fill? I can barely my toes in em
fucking hoes while teaching niggas to your sons
this the rap Moses, that, Mary and Josephs son
high as fuck with a cold flow and a gun
never say Im than Hov, but Im the closest one
you looking for trouble, what, Im supposed to run?
yo bitch invited me inside her, aint I supposed to
got niggas thatll blow tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heavens gate, fronting like you know
talking hard, but yall still aint me
they say you are what you eat, and I still aint
it, everybody can get it
when youre this hot, everybodys a
but when youre this high everybodys a
all mean mugging from niggas that mean nothing
could it be my position is one that you of?
went from quarter to to half past rich
my badass bitch
and you dont want no problems on some class shit
so the young genius out
fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my sprout
I thought that shit is what you been fiending bout
what you been praying for? you been screaming bout?
ironic you sleeping on the one that you been dreaming bout