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Jordan Hill You Got No Right

more You got no right To let me down this way You got no right To break my heart again You got no reason to be leavin' I ain't gonna ask you to stay You got

, what a feeling selling blocks of white You aina??t even gotta bring your paper out Wea??re the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house You know

a nigga got an AK Callin' me an African-American Like everything is fair again, shit Devil, you got to get the shit right, I'm black Blacker than a

that's just in one night You got one chain money, maybe somethin for a whip I got big boat chips, take a shit on my ships (that's right) Take a look

ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop Check it out ch'all and you

duals now, like tractors got pull now We in a good situation like Phil an' Shaq On our way up the hill like Jill an' Jack I said you don't wanna roll

you niggas want Wanna talk slick Wanna do shit, try shit, new shit Who you fucking wit' You and your weak clique Bitch you creep wit' got you in

fire in the hill Down below we firing up the barbecue grills Ice skating in the drive way, I'ma do it my way Eggnogs got daddy swerving on the highway

like jordan in ninety-five, no bull now Promotional tours now, funky like sewers now Six-hundred with duals now, like tractors got pull now We in a good