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up to the driver side of his automobile
Bring him to a hotel room for sex
And don't get caught for real
Cause if he finds out
You the only one that'll

the terror, cut open your girl
And make a truss out her flesh
Like Buffalo Bill

It's not a game, it's war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring

The royal penis is clean your highness
Thank you, king shit

Yeah motherfuckers! Welcome to the United States of America.
Time to roll out the red

out the 550
Got the switchy, Out fuck the sizzy
And we got some fire-ass fetty, come and fuck with me
If you want these cleans, lil' nigga, I need

Diesel

Ol' Dirty Bastard

In Memory Of, Vol. 3

2007

need help Because the black man is God 

The government is after me And the worst is, black man is the Devil 

I need help So this is to bring

excessive what I'm letting out
Y'all been a mess bout to do my rounds
Always invested to woo the crowd
No rules by which I'm bound, never soft
Few gon' listen

(We out'ea)
Where my real fans at? (We out'ea)
Ey this is that other rap
Bring it to where the parties' at (We out'ea)

And let 'em know (We out'ea)
Yo

a n**** eye like rocky (who)


Put em ice like hockey (yessir)


Bitch say she love when I’m cocky (I do)


I’ll clear this bitch out like visine (bloop)

Don't be fooled by the evil one 

I wanna tell ya, you can do betta
We breaking out 
I'm on the track chasing dreams don't be sleepin chasing clout 
Peep

Air out
Make sure you mean everything that you swear bout
Go
Whoa
And we make em say
Whoa
On the first I had a perk and I was working with the fiends
I

the Egyptian-walker, fuckers have a conniption
My existence persistent to bring foes misfortune
I dazzle 'em, like the alderman, Billy Dee in Mahogany, minus the perm

Episode 8: Back Blockz

Method Man

Meth Lab II: The Lithium

2018

remember niggas had me out there by my damn self

Break a moment of silence
I ain't dead, my life is frozen 'cause I'm goin' through it
Niggas sendin'

This, Em
Everywhere They Go

I just
Wanna bring the dawgs out
I just
Wanna bring the dawgs out
I just
Wanna bring the dawgs out
I just
Wanna bring

Homicide

LL Cool J

G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time

2000

slinging crack, I was seventeen fascinated by the stacks
Running with dangerous niggas and packing gats
Uh, the shit thrill me, looking so clean

Hopped out clean and yo ho chose us
Walked in the door, make the show hold up
Cause my neck and my bracelet is so froze up
The kind of stones bitches

pullin off clean inna brand new drop
I dont wont yo bitch cuz i know she a thot, they say they my friends but I know dat they not
Im kickin by my lonely

crazy, will get touched
Put the mace in your face
Bitch that's what's up
I'm dirty, but my diamonds clean
You're blinded by the way
That my diamonds gleam

Cupid
Look in my eye see my pain
From the cruelest
Cut out your tongue
Get away from Judas
Underground Lord I was blessed
By Anubis
Higher than knowledge

bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out

a pimp thats rolling this clean
Oh yeah 

Well you can catch me shopping
Checkin' out the hoes bopping
Choppin' up, game, to keep 'em lap hoppin'

Pinky Ring

UGK

Ridin' Dirty

1996

a pimp thats rolling this clean
Oh yeah 

Well you can catch me shopping
Checkin' out the hoes bopping
Choppin' up, game, to keep 'em lap hoppin'

no paper
Tryna play ya hand
Cause you gone get it sliced clean off
With this machete man
Glizzy on me
Get to trailing niggas
We gone smoke em
Hop out

Boy I just think I'm champ
Now I'm bout to bring out the banners
They rolling through green on the camp 
Now I got the ring in Atlanta
Homie my crew

friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't