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is not friends aye

Lately been feelin a little bit crazy
I'm smoking this purple and it's making me hazy
Got yo bitch and she calling me baby
She

whole fam with a humongous claw
Got yo bitch texting me said that she want some More
Got a new phone new number cuz i don't fuck with Whores
Well
I mean i

Fern made the beat
He so shy
You made her day
But I made her night
Double the numbers
I count it twice
That bitch wet
I told her put it in some rice

Lil B, this is yo inner, inner
Inner yeah, yo Bitch Mob partner
Task Force representer you better
Fuck that bitch and
You better quit being scared imma

Party People

Jay-Z

Indecent Proposal

2001

crazy mode, three-eighty blows like
Maceo, leave acey holes
That's just Jay-Z doe, crazy flow
Rhyme great, dominate your radio
see'mon, get your gun,

Yo, blow my nose for me, man
Word up, man (fuck them)

Spit in your mouth, piss on your bitch
We them wrist getters, everything real bout this,

up
And that boy he talk alot
Keep a fifty on me im aiming with the red dot
These niggas is fucking hot
I order my killers a kill him by Twelve o'clock

Jay z made a billi of rappin
And Kanye he just made a billi off rappin
And drake, probably made a billi off rappin
So
All we gotta do is to tap in
Good

Don't touch what you can't have bitch
Oh well that's too damn bad bitch
I'm a stone cold motherfucker hit em with that cold shoulder 'til I got that

I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe

trying to be like Boston Richey
I'm trying to go Jay-Z Diddy Baby on God
Aye what's the word I'm sick of these bitch ass niggas they act just like a hoe

Burn that nigga free!!! 

[Verse 1] 
Yo, 
NASTY NAS ain't ridin' on the FREEWAY 
Hell no we bang out on the FREEWAY, crash on the FREEWAY 
Haterz waitin'

all this ice, I’m Alaskan
Yes I’m the Boat, may I ask, who is askin’?
Pullin’ yo’ flag, I’m the flag team captain
Stop all that cappin’, you regal

swear to god we hit his top
We get yo body shock, stretching all dem niggas
A to Z
They know i'm drilling all these pussies, like tell dat bitch come play

should've hit my tone
Baby you should've,
Baby you should've hit my tone
Do you know my shit is on, like a Jay-Z song
We can do this all night long, like it's

finna raid his stash
Hatin' bitch
Shady like a bait and switch
Ate the rich and I'm still poor
The game is rigged
I don't speak the language that you

here..

[Jay-Z]
check it
check check
check it out now
Ayo brothers get bagged and borrowed
still feel sorrow when Jay-Z like zorrow
gettin that ass better

Who they worried about
That's me
I'm going up now
They tryna stop me
Making hits right in the house
No I don't got to leave
First I took yo bitch

Represent It

Project Pat

Ghetty Green

1999

down
If ya wit it, represent it

Ay yo, I trample those that mess wit hoes
And just wild out and just dirty ya clothes
N.O.R.E., my name don't got

Banksta'z

RZA

Saviorz Day

2002

(that weed money)
We straight banksta'z (and street money)
Straight banksta'z (get that freak money)

[RZA]
Yo, my street officials, is bust through

burn nine thirty-three tonight
Yo mustang prolly get smoked by a civic
That piece of shit all bark and no fuckin bite
Watch yo ass bitch, cause im comin

Always have a strap on your hip like your Jay-Z
I know this shit kinda corny but I'm giving head to Bert and Ernie
That kicked off my first orgy
Her nips

bitch be calling me nagging 
She throw that ass like madden
Can't hear what you say all I'm hearing is static 
Wait wait I got this shit in the cabinet

Frontin' [Dancehall Remix; Bonus Track]

Wayne Marshall

Def Jamaica [Def Jam]

2003

yah, wid di linen fit here

Don't be fooled by my glitter and my fame girl
Cause it's you that I really wanna share my name, yeah, my name
Yo, hey,