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Karate Chop (Remix feat. Lil Wayne) - Future

"You know, This just some real nigga shit, a real nigga story You know what I'm saying? Slang a bunch of narcotics Pull up in the new 'rarri Living like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch"

Outer Space Bih - Future

"Yeah, California ridin', woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Yeah Rocking icy watches, woah, woah, woah California ridin', woah, woah, woah Bad lil' hottie, woah woah, woah And she know Pilates, woah, woah,"

Up The River - Future

"Yeah, yeah, I'm tryna go back in time, watch 'em freeze up I'm tryna— I'll smoke some herb, mamacita, yeah Some things you say, I don't believe you, yeah These just the ways of the world, but we still"

I Serve The Base - Future

"I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You would fuck a bitch niggas for the fame, won't you? You would"

Real Man - Token

"Shyeah! Residing in a town where weed is glorified It was nothing, shit it wasn't weird to see some boys get high See Ben used to burn some, but currently his turn was done Anxiety left Ben regretting"

Live It Up - Token

"We pourin' shots out Until we all fucked up, fucked up Always got the weed So you know the blunt's stuffed, blunt's stuffed This is my life, so I'm gonna live it up Roll more weed and pour a little liquor"

And You - Token

"Yeah, yeah Young ass kid with great ass credit Even my DJ said it Tour turned me to an insane menace Ocean view, we ain't jealous Life is a beach, that bitch ainl Venice Pull up with the racket like we"

1Train (Ft. Action Bronson, Big K.R.I.T., Danny Brown, Joey BadaSS, Kendrick Lamar, Yelawolf) - A$AP Rocky

"Uh, feelin' like a vigilante or a missionary Tell my A$AP killers, get they pistols ready Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries Don't be scared, nigga, is you ready? I've been thinkin' 'bout all the"

One Spliff - Wiz Khalifa

"The gang in this bitch Young Wiz Khalifa man California grapes, I'm breaking fine wines Me I'm sky high, my bitch down to earth Money in the bank, weed roller in her purse And I ain't slackin on the job,"

Keys To The City - Wiz Khalifa

"It's too many cars in the front, pounds in the trunk Balling so hard that I think I'm bout to I think I'm bout to dump I got what they want, liquor in your cup Keys to the city and the pound rolled up I"

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