I Ain't Never Ran From A Lil Wayne

Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now. I take alot a shots xxxxx n-gga and one. You pay that toll life ain't cheap. You know father time, we all know mother nature. And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya. Please pardon my brother. Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurting. Take it home and let it bubble that's the double up. I know my shit already tight so I ain't screwing with it. Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting. And got too fuckin comfy, cause we still fuckin hungry. I ain't never ran from a lil wayne callies. Times have changed, but fuck it get a new watch. Woman of my dreams, I don't sleep so I can't find her.

1. Lil wayne never let it
2. I ain't never ran from a lil wayne callies
3. I ain't never ran from a lil wayne county
4. I ain't never ran from a lil wayne's world

Lil Wayne Never Let It

Duffle Bag Boy Songtext. Album: Destiny Fulfilled. Thank you, baby, for what became Lil Wayne. Tunechi in this bitch nigga, ya'll niggas bitch niggas. So love or hate me, I stay hate-free.

I Ain't Never Ran From A Lil Wayne Callies

200 thou on a chain, I don't need a piece. Fo' fo' bulldog, my muthaf-cking pet. Tinted windows bitch that mean mind yours. I'm from eagle street I go Hercules. At least a wedding ring. I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker. I ain't never ran from a lil wayne's world. Need A Hoe Break A Hoe Never Nuthin New To Us. Artist: Playaz Circle f/ Lil Wayne. Niggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler. Deeper in the quicksand, with no easy fix, man (damn! I like my girl thick, not just kinda fine. All that bullshit is for the birds, she was pigeon-toed.

I Ain't Never Ran From A Lil Wayne County

Ain't no collective bargaining on cocaine. Songs That Interpolate Duffle Bag Boy. Tech N9ne is such a cuckoo in this. You only got a few days more. Never nothin′ new to us.

I Ain't Never Ran From A Lil Wayne's World

Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag. If I die today, remember me like John Lennon. Unload nigga, reload nigga. Girl I got that 12 play for ya, that 12 play for ya, that 12 play for ya). And I go down south, Louisiana. 'Cause you ain't, ha (Tell 'em, shawty). Let that lil' money walk. That ak sleep on the side of my bed. I try to slow down, and I get rear ended.

Run up in your shit, just me, no más Runnin' this shit like I got four thighs No one has swagger like these four guys Now when it comes to styles, I got several Sharper than the swag or dagger all metal And my jewels blue and yellow The type of shit that make 'em call you Carmelo Rules as follows: stay true to the ghetto Write your name on the bullet, make you feel special Ha! Woulda, coulda, shoulda won't do with us. Highway to Heaven, God do you see my headlights.

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