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

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

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

The Prynce:]
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we black then we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is niggas and crooks in my huddle
they and I smuggle
got twenty pounds of in the duffle
so Im running through circles,
boy Im like Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the in cause niggas was looking
Ive tooken whoopings, so trust me, dog Im good for a scuffle
dont be mad I whooped ass cause Ive tooken a couple
feds niggas questions but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood with the
with a model broad like I took her from Russell
didnt play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer
Flush, so kiss my royal nuts
aint nothing silver spooned, I came the soil, bruh
but now Im eating off of rather gold
exquisite ravioli with some yellow hoes
but dont get it when I rap these mellow flows
cause all my Titos got like a yellow road

Sean:]
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Don nigga
(But you it mutherfucker)

Im in, no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking ounces
mountains, drinks youre not pronouncing
three chains on, I dont no bouncers
nothing less than a G stacks in my
(Boy)
new double-Ds in her blouses
fuck a hotel, my nigga we houses (houses)
my nigga, we houses
so many wedding rings lost in couches
Im just a lover
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 finished a poem
does he sound like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy
meanwhile, Im with all these niggas, counting all this money you aint
consider yourself to see a legend before the prime
a killer before the crime, a BIG the Dime
me wit a middle finger when you see me
its cool, cause I cant see yo ass this side of the TV muthafucker

[J.
Hey, World, make way for the chosen one
you now hear is putting fear in all the older ones
down played me to downgrade me like they dont son
shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in em
fucking hoes while teaching to hold your sons
this the rap Moses, scratch that, and Josephs son
as fuck with a cold flow and a loaded gun
never say Im better than Hov, but Im the one
you looking for trouble, what, Im supposed to run?
yo bitch invited me inside her, I supposed to cum?
got thatll blow your tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heavens gate, like you know someone
talking hard, but yall still push me
they say you are what you eat, and I aint pussy
fuck it, can get it
youre this hot, everybodys a critic
but when youre this everybodys a midget
all this mean mugging from niggas that mean
could it be my is one that you dreamed of?
from quarter to broke to half past rich
with my bitch
and you want no problems on some math class shit
so check the genius out
fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my semen
I thought real shit is what you been fiending bout
you been praying for? What you been screaming bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been bout