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wanna choose
I was taught
Get it by the bundle
Sell it by the two
I was taught
Someone fuck it up
Then he get removed
Pussy boy fuck ya fame nigga fuck ya

The Purge

The Game

Blood Moon: Year of the Wolf

2014

and my mercenaries, middle of south sudan
Carryin' babies bodies, long as I got two hands
Long as I got two feet, millions and my crew deep
We purge for

Wendy Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the club sipping, fuck around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my mission complete
Pimp C, I

Gotta Lot of Rhythm in My Soul

Patsy Cline

Her First Recordings, Vol. 3: Rockin' Side

1989

Baby baby when ya hold me tight
Oo wee whatcha do to me
The big black hands on the clock
Tell me that it`s time to rock
Gotta lot of rhythm in my

daddy count more streams
Whoever got the most money see's most fens
Or as hope seems by any means
I'ma get rich and live my dreams
Officially pelli major

daily
Like them jalapeños we planted baby
Four thousand three hundred eighty sunsets ago
That's a lotta,  happy hour glasses flow
Margaritas on the rocks

the metro, now that shit is retro
Like the Infrareds on my feet, baby, let's go
Sinatra what they know me by, Logic what they call me
Gotta catch a flight

sure that their lives don't get abused up
Never be afraid to try some new stuff
Try it on, if it fits well, then it suits ya
Rock that like it was Taylor

and qualities 
 
She wana rock wit a real one she wanna rock a G  Baby take a trip baby go oversea  I'm hela lit off a whole nutha galaxy  She busy hitting my dam

more minds in me, six three times baby
Hands be tied, save me got nine lives maybe
Eight, lost count, no face, no mouth
I'm a clone now in space can't

guapo
en el hood nadie sabe lo que es caca (cash)
no mas molly, no lo aprueba el dirty faka
el que atreva va a ser de flocka flocka, live up to my name

to sound
That mellow tone at 2am when you cruise around
That protect ya family even when on ya last two rounds
Some loosen your tie make love then walk

alladin
2k bout the money
I’m bringing the bag in
I’ll teach you a lesson
By casually bragging
I got up and did what I said I would do
Drake and the weekend

Sooperman Luva II

Redman

Dare Iz a Darkside

1994

back 
Shit I live ten miles away, but I made it fo' seconds flat 
I lived in the same building with Mr. Spock and Captain Kirk 
Got R2D2 and Mork from

Hey Nas

Nas

God's Son

2002

gazelles don't lean on my nose
Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go
Heads turn it's a freak show
I need them to know When will they learn
Nas need a queen

they on me she jumped right in
The mood I stood by the
Deep end then jumped right in the
Pool I can still pull
To the trenches day n night with the
Crew

the mackin
Crew in da boat, don't fuck with the faction

Forty or better, ya girl on a wetter
Not a v-ball, but I'm on da main setter
Won't see me on papers,

nameless
Only With my thumbprint could I sign into my own stasis
We in the matrix and won't nobody say shit
We can rock baby let me roll
Tryna lift you high

Gin & Juice II

Snoop Dogg

The Game Is to Be Sold Not to Be Told

1998

wanna get fucked up (what you say? What you say?)

I popped by the ice cream shop top cop somethin', pop somethin'
Ya heard me? Where's Serv-B? Nigga,

And now i'm fuckin' bitches by the few baby
Aye aye
I been makin' music since about the 8th grade
For I even thought about trappin' had to change ways

tonight...

Verse 2:

Don't take this personal
In kind regards
I like to show off
So dance, dance with me
Its tells me (how you gonna rock my body)
I'm gettin'

around mother fucker! (ya!)
Volume 2 - Ryde or Die, BIATCH!
Gangsta nigga and we gon' rock this mother fucker, you dig me?
(Fo' sho' baby!)  We the square

show the crooks
Step on your block and the food ain't shit 
Your car ain't shit, your crew ain't shit
All the lil' moves that you do ain't shit 
Your

talking 2-3 I ball Michael Jordan rock it sport it cop some Ksubi, put that thang in sport drag racing straight to blue cheese, put that thing in sport