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Mustard & Mayonnaise

E-40

Grit & Grind

2002

about to change
My repo, they distribute, they repo be drivin planes
Watch out for them folks and them K-9's sniffin them thangs
Bricks, kicks, hittin

wit no snakes 
Want a drop top whip I ain't got no wraith
N****s got they hands out get the f**k out my face
I'm only eating wit n****s who starve wit

Yeah I'm so  Froze

DeMARLEY3K
Boy I got tennis chains yeah

DreMAGIC... 
And I can't trust no fucking body 
Cause my heart so cold 

DeMARLEY3K
That

wit' a shot to the melon
He tried to box, he got flocked wit' like seven (like, damn, like what?)
Got some feelings, some shit I can't mention (damn,

dreams
Robbing plugs 4 dope
Gotta glizzy 4 protection and 
A choppa wit a scope
Shawty wild as all out doors
F#cked a plenty a them whores
Hood celebrity

THAT N***A MUST BE SNITCHING 

I BEEN IN THE KITCHEN COOKING WORK AND MAKING PLAYS 

WHY THE F**K YOU THINK YOU THINK IM STILL AWAKE STILL AWAKE WHEN

sneakin meals
How you go fed on yo own n****s boy you weak for real
We slide wit double straps we catch one gotta double back
Cus f**k it n****s tryna get

a gaffle on me
30K all blue and pink on me, what the f*ck did they think(dummy)
Used to sip the green, ten dollar line, now my cup be pink
Just a young n*gga

on the low
I'm gone f**k with them bi***es that don't do nothing wrong 
Bout to f**k with them bi***es that just wanna smoke
They wanna go low they wanna give

3:16

Murs

Murs 3:16: The 9th Edition

2004

the home of Double K, nothin' but trouble gang
K-W-S's, L-T-S's, O-F-A's
And every other crew that used to rack cans and spray
And mob the R-U-D before

She Is Gone

Lil Wayne

We Are Young Money [Clean]

2009

old lady, I'm a kill that b****
Man f*** dat hoe, but I'm a kill that b**** 
(Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell)
When I see that b****, I'm a kill that

always on edge
I really trust no one
Cause people they want what I have
You better than that
I f wit the vibes that you bring me
It help me relax, I'm

verse
I can’t fuck wit no n***as all they know is act like birds
I came in high as f**k now look at me I’m off the purp
I ain’t even done, just light this

if you seen her
I been searchin but cant find her
ever since i been wit Diamond wit Diamonds in her vagina
And the E is for ever elegant Ericka
sweet

again
I'm that f**kin guy
Y'all just pretend

Livin so high yea
Muthaf**kas look at me
cs I'm passin by yea
Wonderin I look so free
Then they filled wit

luck
F U K Y O U bruh

He said it's up
Now it's stuck
Wish you no luck
F U K Y O U bruh

I know a pussy think he tough
But I promise it get rough
When ya

mothafuckas ma enemies
Can't get ahead of me, bended by jealousy

They tryna ruin ma recipe
Dirt on ma legacy, look down ma leg i see
A bunch of puppies gnawin

it in her stomach, thats all/F*** who you listen to, they fabricate, this shit the truth/ ask ******** he had the phantom wit the missin roof/ had

High Speed

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

at you now, why you want to hang out?
I pull the hammer back
Strike wit` a cannon and blow your muthaf***in` back out
They blast but I`m still standin`

Do What You Like

Junior M.A.F.I.A.

The Notorious K.I.M.

2000

[Intro]
Queen Bitch yah shit shit is crazy you
Can't fuck with you
For real
They can't fuck with you
They can't fuck with you
What's wrong with

a this track
B***h ima stepper and
I really step rolling lil shh
He be Smoking the
Best give a f**k bout
No haters they ain't signing
My checks everytime

N***** tuck they inna house
Cause I'm outside wit the stick out Shit woulda been 1 k
If the pussy boy ain't run his mouth Posted on the one way
Where guns

Really wit' it, yeah, you know me
I'm really, really with it can't compare when you talk about stacks
Can't compare when you talk about stacks
Hundred K

hit the blunt
If you catch Luucky wit' a groupie, promise you gon f**k me up
Lil' shorty wanna let me smash 'cause she see me with this beamer
I ain't