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that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me

on the block block my shot I'd rather ya not
Climax of the plot drop from the top still never stop
The bottom I don't like but I know life
And I know me and I

No Reason

Z-Ro

Meth

2011

Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for no reason bitch
Nothing righteous bout none of y'all niggaz
None of y'all niggaz, don't know

I’m sorry sir, but we don’t sell none of that
How I wish I was a witch, but I can’t spell none of that
Gotta eat, I’m tryna tell y’all
That ain’t

Get Like Me

Pharrell Williams

M.O. [Clean]

2013

All y'all niggas wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like these
C'mon, you know it, you know it
You know it, you know it (tell them

the end is near
Y’all better recognize like when you see yo’ friend in here 
It’s Kala K baby but please don’t add no y though 
I’m winnin’ like the lotto

like
"Um, it's nice to meet you sir, I'm Young Khalifa
If you don't mind, I'ma spark this weed up
I know you got some family members you can call that

Stop!

No way
No Sir (Naw)
Hell Naw
Can't Do That (Hell Naw)
No way
No Sir (Naw)
Hell Naw
Can't Do That (Hell Naw!)

I'm
In a predicament where

Get At Me Dog

DMX

Survival of the Illest: Live from 125 NYC

1998

me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my

down
Hold up, you the same nigga that got , robbed by yo whole , plug

Man, you a whole, dub
Everybody know that, gone really gon' get up
Trap a lot is

looking crab in the barrel'ish to me
You live by it you die by it
Y'all fake news We not buying
Y'all could keep Trump and have Biden
The streets don't love

made it out
Fuck y'all niggas imma make it out
Imma speak it into existence
Know I'm fucked up now
Know a nigga might be down
But don't trip my nigga

and Bowe used to rap a lot
Now your bitch sit on my lap a lot
Y'all sleeping on me, bitch, y'all nap a lot
Everyday I ball, like I'm Okongwu
Nowadays I

over
I'll be gone by October
Higher than the fucking mars rover
Mix a lot of percs in my soda
I'll be gone by October

I'll be gone by October
Yea I know

Run it up
Count it up
Dosu I don't stop
Up by 15 points I'm never running out the clock
50 brand new goals
They said dosu that all a lot and do yung

some of y'all hate it
But you wanna know baby
Who am I?
I be fully educated
Not the one to play with
And I find that some of y'all hate it
But you wanna

whacked
In the mix, surrounded by smoke, surrounded by goats
Know niggas hate to see it, tell them find a long rope
Coming through in all black, I stay

mannish but don't want to take advantage
Let that vixen pass by, and look I gotta get with her
Five Footer all on her mouth like liquor, uh (like liquor,

Thank You

Bow Wow

Doggy Bag

2001

that
Came before me
All of y'all and the office that
Promote me on the street 
All the mom and pops gone
That don't get a lot of credit
This spots

the sky 
Bitch is you mines
That bitch she ain't gonna reply 
These bitches lying aye
I see the stars up in the sky, niggas don't know me 
They  aint gonna

style
I been through a lot I'm still here I'm feeling so proud
They saying I won't make it
I been starting to have some doubt
I don't know how y'all do

out the mix
Way out bro
Far out bro
I don't care what you got going
If you not Kendra
If you not Liz
I promise you
I am not going
I am Top Model
For

Tunechi and will.i.am
F1

This is the formula
This is the formula
This is the formula
This is the formula
Uh, I know you

Last week I was skressin' (ooh, y'all look good)
'Bout some bullshit, this week I don't care (oh my God, y'all look good)
(Ooh, adjust your crown)