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at the mall, shoot hoops too
Whole crew rockin' suit's made by Bruce Bruce
And my wood wheel is a blue spruce
(It's a blue spruce)
Damn, okay, RiFF, feel me

She hate short niggas so she judge me
By the height of my pants
'Fore we fuck, flick the light in advance
I don't wanna be surprised in the morning
If

as a man by material amassing?//
Sanity returned to me by my seeds i live thru vicariously/
In truth they save me daily prevailing against bullshit i see//

4 Ever Tru

Mia X

Unlady Like

1997

, sellin tapes, stopped sellin rocks
Breakin bread with muthafuckin ballas
P, C, Silkk, and Mia X, TRU shot callers
They asked me would take a bullet for

the bills,
They want me to kill for one dollar bill 
So then I can chill in one jail until 
I want my freedom and my paradise but I’m still..
HOOK:
In a Hell,

This is Dipset, this is Kay Slay
We still grip techs, and spray AKs
Don't let it breze by, on the eastside
Throw up that E sign, we for the streets

Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets

the bill
Ball like Chris Paul and I
Don't push the pill
I just move the rock, I'm a boss, bitch
Rich or not
It's what you keep not what you cop
Ya niggas

see if you for fake or real
'Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle inside from my rap meal
And left me on a hill-hill, so when I battle no will
So mama

out here winnin', brought my dogs from out the reservoir (hoo)
And I'ma let 'em bark, before you ready, my set will start
We forgot our roots before

Four AM
Hearing bells
Working while got the skills
Rapping while I got my teeth
I hope it make me pay the bills
Scoring while I got my cleats
Balling

Pitbull Terrier
A show stopper, flow hotter than Nigeria
So chicks like me, wrist icey like Siberia
I just bought a gold watch, with those rocks
Yellow like

Cereal Killer

Method Man

Blackout!

1999

going to kill you

Slowly I turn, step by step, through the back window I crept
Silent as a mouse on the set while everybody in the house slept
I

years is a long time
Holiday House sat quietly on that beach
Free of women with madness
Their men and bad habits, and then it was bought by me

Who

Chill and Hussle

U.N.L.V.

Uptown 4 Life

you
Now picture me ballin' the emenies around me
Waitin' for me to go down 
Player hater's are created by the hour
Dope deal gone sour
Replace the yae

doe my friend, Only punch cards with holes in the
Controlled by the time they gave me I was sold for it
I didn't care much but still skilled with

Hitting rock bottom has me
Feeling like Barney Rubble
Throwing fits like Bam Bam
Missing the fam
Unexpected change of plans
Has me struggling

Fast Life

Nas

Urban Sounds: A Hip-Hop Collection

1998

The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation
Distribution, New York, Chicago, L.A.
We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

the spark now you laying in the dark
From the hood that I rep every nigga in my set
Generals to Cadets two-five 'til the death
Inadvertently I know niggas

Mac and Brad

Scarface

The Truth

1999

might can get

Cause nothi'n needs to be said something needs to be done
B give me a cigarette I think I need one
Cause in bout 15 seconds I'm a set

out the pen and the papers to jot (Jot)
Aim for the heart
All that I gain getting weighed by the rocks (Rocks)
Numbers and dots
Wasn't a dicky, we

He's too slow to try me
I been fighting myself
What's another set of hands but something just to entertain and reprimand
My promises are set in sand
Set

(Pockets)
Block boy, block livin' for way too long
Gotta switch up how I'm movin' before my kids get grown
Gotta lead by example, gotta set that tone
Gotta

high taste
It's all gas, no brake

It's all gas, no brake
You shoot bills to the face
Come by 2, maybe 8
It's all gas, no brake

It's all gas, no brake