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Street Fame [Briss Remix]

2Pac

Thug Life, Vol. 1

1994

chill, thug livin' pay the bills, I'm dyin' violently
Closed caskets, expose bastards, I leave 'em bloody
Deloris Tucker, don't let your kids 
Hear

don't worry here's another
I got real hi-tech on deck and it's muddy
Catch a play in this Hermes this ain't no Huxley
Striker go MC Hammer you can't touch

in Dead Presidents
Desert rhymes, homie, riding beats, I'm on a camel
I'm way too hot to handle, life a beach, I brought my sandals
You want a war?

Your boyfriend a bitch he keep quacking and ducking
These females is wild on me and my soul
Leave you broken and shaking with nowhere to go
I made this

advice to you, my advice to you, if you don't like it here in America
Planes leave every hour, go back to Africa
Go back to Africa, go back!
You

ready to climb on up
In my Jeep
In my Jeep
We'll go wherever you like
This moment feels just right
I know a spot down by the lake where the sun sinks low

friends
I just need a Bands
Bitch, I dont want friends
I just need a Bands
You say got alot of money
Bruh dont talk to me
Taliban gang
Loq sta they my team

in there
The way she bounce that ass, like she on Lil Boosie live or something
Her & Her together got damn they the truth
I don't blame Chris tucker, I

life I been dead broke
Swipin' meals out the deli just to stay afloat
I'm from a spot where pennies all you got
If you want more sell a pill or rock nah

Don't Hate on Me

Da Brat

Life in 1472

1998

the major of the paper chase
Slidin' by, keep a luger in the chamber ready for danger when it's time to die

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go

life life

It's your loss if you cut man off
I took a few 'Lz now I gotta go harder (Get it done)
I weren't into this shit I worked harder
Now it's

spoken intro
Tucker Carlsson & Michael Avenatti 

chorus
This is a No-Go Zone 
This is that WikiLeaks flow 
This is that MOFO I don’t give a fuck

(ah)
Boom, boom, boom, I got first degree burns
Go to the hospital just to be embarrassed and learn
You shouldn't go after a fork in the oven
Unless you

'm a drummer
And my hoes, they go dumb, my money dumber
Oh, she think she can take it? She a runner
All my niggas on top, oh, you ain't from there
I don't

a nuisance
You better remember before you go lootin
I'm trained with a weapon & ready to use it

Fox is doxxin who we admire
They threw away Dan and now Tucker

you, girl)
I wanna be more than just your friend
Don’t you know (Don’t you know), don’t you know (I need to be loved by you, girl)

There you go

pullin up we gon let you down (Yeah)
Choppa suppressor, it don't make a sound
(Woo) g19 and it's shooting loud (Loud)
They lookin at me like I'm man

go i get more head riden down morehead I don't know her name but recognize her forehead I ount sale drip I just sale dope take 2 with the whip and I

pics"

My bars come raw like papers, but you know I only got smoke for the haters
And by RAW man, man I don’t mean Sheamus
I’m balling like the LA Lakers

off narcotics
Hop in the whip I push start it
Push start that motherfucker
Tuck the strap no Chris Tucker
You always got cap like trucker
I wont back

love for these hoes,
You know they on go and that’s just how it go
All that fake love mane I don’t wanna feel it
Ain’t talking money then I don’t wanna

a nigga whacked comin'
Out a clothing store
That's all you need to know
You don't need to know no more
I would say some more but can't go no more
Anyway,

don't want it, You gon' lose

I stay elevatin' like a soul
If don't give me mine
(If don't give me mine) shit a revelation
Killin' niggas by the genocide

Move

Michael Jackson

I Love MJ Forever

2010

for right now
But in the long run, you really lost one
Jamaica, Queens-man land of the tossed gun
It's never easy police nah sees we
Go through