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Knew I would love you like a fat kid love food 
i just love this line
i just love this line
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I'm gon' make it count, bitch i'm sprayin' shit
Imma count this money while I take a shit
Imma spray that dummy if he try to take my shit
- Chief Keef, Make it CountComment
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We call a undercover pig in a blanket
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plouc sur mon bouton comme l'épi de maïsComment
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Momma need a dress, you gon' need a reverend
I let Marley shoot 'em, cause I'm a convicted felonComment
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Sippin' syrup got me moving at a turtle pace, but quickdraw pop out like turtle faceSwallow my words, taste my thoughts, and if it's too nasty, spit it back at me.
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"I dont wanna rap and take control of the game
'Cause I'm steady going platinum and gold with this 'caine
Got a multimillion fanbase of noses and veins
Sell out shows when I tell them shop is open again
And sometimes I go on tour - I put the coke on a plane
Got groupies - some of them get they blow for some brain
I promote in the Spring and I drop in the Summer
I sell out in two weeks - I'm recopping a hundred
I'm a hustler buddy, what you know 'bout that?"
GREATEST OF ALL TIME!"Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
Guns and stretchers
Cristal and dubs for breakfast
I just got one suggestion - none should test him
'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"
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"Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
Guns and stretchers
Cristal and dubs for breakfast
I just got one suggestion - none should test him
'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"
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"More like Em 'cause I got that raw in a white wrapper""Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
Guns and stretchers
Cristal and dubs for breakfast
I just got one suggestion - none should test him
'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"
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