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nothing to lose (At all)
7.62 Knock him out his shoes (Blrdd)
Christian loubs these bloody shoes
Walk him down stand over you (Bop bop)
Too many shots he

a bitch by the sixth grade
City really wilder than the street outside a knicks game
Tripping off the jiggas shawty throwing the molly up
We the real mob

could even be this lit
Ha, just play with the head a lil bit
You could move skinny hoe this some thick shit
Buss it down like you a real bitch, thick

Undefined

Make half a million every year, I'm getting watched by the IRS
I'm deep inside the game while niggas still taking baby steps
Hit my

watch out
Surrounded by gangstas & dropouts
Y’all internet gangstas y’all not out
Trap 24/7 no clock out
Beat down the pack like a knockout

We strapped

to the moon
Baby I'm on the moon
Now we on the moon
Now we on the moon
We on the moon
I'm on the moon
Fuck hoes by the two's
Three four five six seven
Yea

I

Chase The Money

E-40

Chase the Money

Hellcat (Hellcat)
I was jumpin' out the gym in Nike Air Max (Air Max)
Three bad bitches in the coupe slidin' down Fairfax (Fairfax)
Bitch, I been gettin'

(Intro):
Yeaaah, yeaaah, yeaaah x 7

(Verse 1):
Yeah you know I'm stackin'
Never ever lackin'
Tell that little hoe to pull up if she wants some

Might be lookin' like they move fast, they ain't goin' forward, they just movin' backwards
Whoa, whoa, whoa, light-years away, you won't see me coming
By

7 years old when I cut that cat open
15 years old, I first cut that pack open
7 years old, limp head I was stroking
15 years old, I had that spice

the fuck up like a real nigga should
I gotta boss up and put on for my hood
Hard headed with a attitude
Running down the avenue
McLean block hit that bitch

Bodyparts 2

Three 6 Mafia

Chapter 2: World Domination

1997

for the 9 7 
Once again  it's on 
Bout to pull yo' motherfuckin' ass in bitch 
Woow  woow  woow woow woow woo 

Now when they comes to the hood 
I

bitch, I might demolish
A bitch right in front ya, chico, what have you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to California
It gets annoying,

by three something (Yes)
I ain't worried 'bout what nobody got going on baby we hustling (Huh)
I just bought my bitch a new Rollie
"Slow down Teck you

Had to take it back to about 8 years ago
We were fresh to the world man did it show (fresh out the mac)
Took one bad night off the spirits though

superb superior
Interior attractions, I'm maxin' relaxin' in penthouse suites
with seven hos at my feet
To dress me, caress me, to lead me, to guide me

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history

?

Why can't time just pass me by
Hope you can hear my cry up in heaven, oh my
Accomplishments go down the drain when I see the powder rain
Made me forget

and his babes
In those far-off seven happy years were born
But finding neither light nor murmur there
(A bill of sale gleam'd thro' the drizzle) crept
Still

New year

(Chorus )

New year.
No stress.
No regrets. Mo sex.
Bull by the horns. Blue cheese. Chicken.
More checks.
Cop & flood my Rolex.
Kill

her feel like
She just ate some bad food
I got the news I was with moon
Down in Cancun  cuz all you got in prison
Is books letters and tattoos
A year

that you Cardi (God Damn)
Standing right infront of me, know you ain’t for me ( Get in there, Get in there )
Grab you by the neck, I know that you want

split him (Yeah I been)
Fallin off in the deep end
And the bitch can't hold me down
My heart been sinking
Give a fuck about yo feelings
Money different

Train Robbery

Kool G Rap

Live and Let Die

1992

Down the subway stairs straight through the turnstyle 
No smile but I'm waitin' in the station for the 7 to turn it wild 
Me and my three shorties