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a key to my place 
I'm not doing anything wrong 
I'm working hard, and when I am not 
I take liquid shots to the dome
Mr. John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt

me no tomb
In my padded room
When we come, we grab ya by the throat
ROC, Hektic, and Mr bones
Is my name, you know the game
So I guess I'm locked down

Lil Chuckie.
boy when we catch you
its over with
even stunna cant save you on this one

Nicki Minaj.
yo yo yo
yo ima show these girls how to pick 'em

like Mr. Clean, face em with a beam
Tell that lil' thotty to shake some
Nigga, we know that you broke and you can't get no money
I tell him to make some

I'm in the flesh 
Way I'm livin no regrets 
I get shit up off my chest 
Sip a lil never stress 
Never need no rest 

I want that guap 
First up need

caught up
With Jeffery back in Cooley
Put his brother in a blender
Turn that boy into a smoothie
Lil bro, you know I miss you
Shit ain't been the same

'm flagrant, I'm in lil' baby's ear like, "Where your dude at?"
Just ordered China Blue Flame I'm askin', "Where my food at?" (bitch)

I'ma throw this money

Gone Delirious

Lil' Kim

Presents G.H.E.T.T.O. Stories [Clean]

2002

aganist the wall we bang our way out

I'm in the "Gettin' money" mode
Livin' by the street code
'Bout to have every corner of this rap game sewed
Hattin'

Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank
Cognac lounge beat, Mr. Flamboyant
Motherfucker, Mr. Flamboyant
Yes, motherfucker

As a youngster I never knew

going down" and told me "get in bed"
Love you I know it now they way you kiss the head
They called you by my name they called you Mrs. Gregg
And we was

by the weekend
But no rush, got no reason to be speedin
Pass the tree, let it breathe in, and
Let's just coast
Rolling down the highway
Smoke a lil gas

dicked bitch
Get kissed by the fist like bink bink
And one kick to the chin make the head spin
The head ring
Turn you to a memory
I am an immortal

I Get Money

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

ain't up niggaaa

[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I

and some swisher

Give me a smooch, then pass that swisher
New lil' boyo round the block, he stay blazin'
Out the park hitta, Mr. Quick Buck
Big truck, I

on my shit I think  her name was Lita
Member I told u tht lil bitch was a eata
Just by the way she done walked like a diva
Scoop up ur bitch fucked tht

that
Mr. Get The Head, don't call her back
I got groupie bitches in my DM asking for a follow back
I know niggas trap morning to P.M, 24/7, you can

hit one of your friends and
It's some black tubes
Yeah, call Mr gun Knife Lanez
I call me Mr "Damn He Done Fucked My Dame"
It's lil' nigga that you

come in pairs
You can ride right next to me
Now if you dare
Riding lil fast
666 the gauge
My checks getting a lil big
They kinda look the same
I keep it

Ready Set Go

Talib Kweli

Prisoner of Conscious

2013

out cause we lived through the battles, we got scars
Mr. international, half of the Black Star
It's the sound that you're missing I'm here with your air

Turn the crossez upside down
(666)
I been wit Satan by my side
Bitch yok kno imma ride wit thiz 4 5 till i die
(Damn Damn)
Ion fucc that ho dumb bitch

My Ghetto Heroes

Master P

Ice Cream Man

1996

guard ya grill
'cause where ya goin you gotta watch your back
Judge, god damn another nigga didn't make it back (Mr.C)
My lil brother Kevin Miller rest

Sleep by the window every minute you can catch me peeping
I ain’t been eating, but I’m smoking like a chimney
But smoking solo when a see a man I see envy

've been drinkin', thinkin' bout my past, ouu
On the highway, gettin' top, goin' fast, fast
I just pray to God that I don't crash, ouu
So sad, if I cut you

cook white
I don't get nervous when I ride them highways
Dope man bitch!
Everyday is my birthday!

[Chorus]

I got the city on lock!
Have you