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Crime Pays

Young Buck

T.I.P.

2005

[Young Buck]
State to state, slippin slate nigga
This for the block nigga
E'ry nigga out there who God damnit maintainin
Off slangin 'caine and all

Bounce
Upgraded my lifestyle
Throwing bucks
Until they get buck wild
Was down bad
Shit I'm up now now aye
Don't give a fuck how I
Get the racks up on me

Who Am I

Twista

Tim's Bio

1998

in my ice tea
The muthafucka' most likely
To get a tuba with the opposition in my position 
I break em off when I give em tha heat
Steady re' for

mental
While your mental messed with by the crowd
Got em all feening got em screaming got em all like
I, I, I, ISTANKIZZLE

I got em left right
I got em

that he love 'em 'fore his ass is gone

[Chorus: x2]

[Young Buck]
We trappin' hard right across from the graveyard
I just pray to God I don't have

this world that we live in
Push others down in hell just to free a spot in heaven
What is this world that we live in
Push others down in hell just

I Get My Thang in Action

Method Man

Tical

1994

a little further down the map (is that so?)
A little buck wilding, island called stat'
Where niggas carry gats in they black moon hat
Now I'm mad known for

I Get My Thang in Action

Method Man

Tical

1994

the north polar cap
Where I do my dirt's a little further down the map (is that so?)
A little buck wilding, island called stat'
Where niggas carry gats in

down south,
Judging by the stream of color coming out of their mouth,
Though I can't figure why, cuz from where I stood,
It got 'em just as damn drunk

to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do

by, You know I care
Things gonna be alright, Darkness to Light, Light, Shine shine shine
Darkness got deleted, nowadays I'm the Leader like Aaliyah
Turn

want bread by the loaf baby point me to the dough
That's money talk
I get down I get down I'm a mothafucka'
Fuck that lil' chilly pimpin' this shit here

You know that our scene be dry
If there isn't a rapper who's spitting fly
Imma Get 'em Blinded by going eye to eye
You know that our scene be dry
If

ignore me
I been purchased by the blood
So you can't extort me
Mansion up heaven man
Jesus said it's waiting for me
Can't Afford me
Even if they gave you

afraid to blow
Run em down and we let it go
Run em down and we let it blow
I been taking bitches since I was 7
2 best friends smith and Wesson
Hot pocket

autotheft
Got with a lil crew & now he not doing it by himself
One day timothy broke in a truck, quarter million bucks
What the fuck, crazy luck, now he think

than
Ever before, it ain't a option to slow
Down or stop, finna do it 'till i drop
I got it on lock, do it bigger than the rock
Got a hustle y'all cannot

as hell
And you know damn well you don't wanna feel the shell
Nigga I been down by a lot
Gun to my head, pressed dead to the wall
I got big balls

dance young nigga
Gone fuck em up
Aye watch your step
I got Patron in the cup
In the fast lane, on to the bucks
(Hunnid miles and runnin)
Gone buckle up

No Problem

Lil Scrappy

The King of Crunk & BME Recordings Present: Trillville [Clean]

2004

tryna act hard as hell
And you know damn well you don't want to feel the shell

N**** I've been down by the law
Gun to my head, pressed dead

And every roadblock come got to run righ through em
Everything consider great its been tested and proving
If your spirit up to par you not bothered by hate
So

I got started on a red ryder, and a zebco 33
And I was out by the pond Catching catfish
Or shooting at squirrel up in a tree
I was gone from there,

hiked them up
You took the stairway to heaven
Bitch nigga I biked it up
I hyped it up Giannis yea I like to buck
You the type of nigga that get bitches

Even God Don't Know

Everlast

Songs of the Ungrateful Living

2011

But knowledge is refined by the wise and divine
And I can break it down for the dumb and the blind
Unnatural acts, to actual facts
Like cats that