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on what's next, be next 
Bet you by the dollar 
Make you holler, where them Benji's at 
Come on out your pocket 
Don't be stoppin' 
What can happen,

I ain't fuckin' with you

Punk bitch think she real smart, runnin' that G

But talk is cheap hoe, spend some cash money with me

Look up when I pull

If you riding in this car
By law you got to shoot your fye for Me
My opp became your opp
When you chose to raise your to ride With me
Four deep in

(Huh)
(Yeah)
(Huh)
(Yeah)
(Hey)
(Huh)
(Yeah)
(Hey)
I made it all in a week
This fabric I'm sporting ain't cheap
She wanna suck up the d
I'm with it I

Get mad Give a fuck if you leave
Not without another trick up the sleeve 
Nigga mad I don't got it for cheap
High prices mean the shit off the leash

Fly in the sky and I fly on the beat, soak her with water then sip on some lean
Didn't get dollars cus I was a cheap, wanna get bands chill under my

Underdog

Rock Star Supernova

Rock Star Supernova

2006

ain't a cheap trick bad dog you can drag along

So come on, come on
I'm getting up 'cause I've been down so long
I ain't a cheap trick bad dog you can

Smoke and Mirrors

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

[Sage Francis]
I am..
More than two faced, I've got at least six with cheap tricks
To hide my not-so-pretty side while accentuating cheeks

K.A.N.

Field Mob

From tha Roota to tha Toota

2002

to get paid

We them country ass niggas from the bottom of the map
Ridin' heavy big bodies and vogues
We drink cheap liquor smoke sticky sweet swisher

sippin' orange bubly even though I don't like it
Put a match to your album and I'm bout to strike it
Oh yeah yeah, this is a bop
I said oh on jah, this is

cheap ass clothes

Makeup when you wakeup
Bitch you still ugly (eww)
Buy cheap ass clothes from stupid hoes
Bitch you still ugly (trash)
Lace front big

Ego

Clipse

Lord Willin'

2002

Yes, sir (uh)

Don't let your ego trick your ass
'Cause this motherfuckin' TEC will get your ass
Yes, this semiautomatic TEC is known to jam
But

cant start beating
For all your truth I answer with cheap tricks
What's wrong with me

I'm not the one, I'm nothing
I tell to myself cause you wont
Don't

occams razor
Wait a minute hey
You you don't know you don't know
You gave hope to everyone
You don't know throw those cheap tricks out the door
You don't

sparlish bish
I do Sparlish  shit
I blow the bag on designer
An vacation trips

If she yo Valentine then buy her Valentino don't be cheap nigga blow The bag

in my area
If it all falls through then I'm calling up Erica
To fake love and daydream
Feels like everyday I surrounded by screens
No trick cards I'm

strong like we WWE
Got to work smart cause they'll
Trick you like a treat
Got to tax large cause you know I like it cheap

I got two for the four, I got

realized that You're the one (that's)
Eb#4 Cheap tricks plague the promised land,
D Carrying guns and hurting some
Eb#4 words so false they fall out quick
D

Pay the block off, fuck pussy that make sense
Keep it low so you don't know where the dough is
I got enough dough to make bitches do tricks
Your

Big Scrilla

Killa Tay

Snake Eyes

2000

y'all sucka ass niggas, uh 

Hollerin all the cheap shit, but you ain't rappin right nigga 
Gimmie the mic, feel me like you appetite nigga 
Supposed

Walk a fine line, spit a guideline, trick a weird cheery to his own with a pom pom
Put you in your place, due to a plot, punch you in your face, usual

corny white man
Call me the heavenly body baby you can call me heaven sent
Your talk is cheap, my talk is golden goose, your talk irrelevant
You could

tryin’ to conceive with you
But right now something makes me wanna be with you

You want a job done fast, you want a job done cheap
You want a job done

I'm insane
Anyways
Favorite attack is when I come around the back
I got that same old cheap flow runnin', all the words are still intact
You don't know