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(feat. Killer Mike, Cool Breeze)

[Intro - Bubba Sparxxx]
Haha, yeah
It is I (it is I)
I don't know 'bout all that other shit, can't call that

Alhamdulillah

Too Phat

360° [Platinum Edition]

To trade happiness for a Jag
So stop smilin' with your ragtop down
Cause for a fact
I don't care about your money
Or how slick your car
'Cause no matter

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

Pass the Mic: The Posse Album

1996

of the click
All you suckers want to dis the pacific
But you buster niggas never get specific
Used to love her mad cause we fucked
Her pussy whipped bitch

Born in this shit, I grew up with some felons
Reach for this water, we'll go at your melon
My lil' bro a slime, he'll draw on a reverend
I don't really

and he do it while he sober
Don't back down just remember what I told ya
Keep your head up boy keep your composure
Yea I know I been away
But a young nigga

of space
Beautiful stranger
Don't hide your face

Your failed love is what keeps me inspired
Every time you gave up and told me that you were tired
But I

mothafuckin' gun)
Wait till I get my gun (No, no
Don’t take your shirt off
Nigga we ain’t fighting)
Wait till I get my gun
(Wait till I get this mo’fuckin gun)

Got a body like a killer whale
It started something sweeter
Because at school they're gonna
Call me names and be done with it
Gonna sit in by myself

Oh you've been sending me
Mixed messages no I can't read your mind
Why you make your reasons, so hard to find?
No no don't waste my time
5 AM pick

maybe don't got my crown, but I'm getting closer
I'm the best artist in my town I got weights on my shoulders
I know that they all love my sound, y'all

Good Thing We're Rappin'

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

Who asked you to run your mouth?"

She was right though
It was time to take a trip down south
And to this very day, when I think of how
I was livin'

say that shit straight to your face
Tryna think, bout the love and bout the peace and that's okay
But you phonies got me mad, don't make me end careers

Dance For Me

Tory Lanez

Memories Don't Die

2018

play your position, we gon' dance together

Dance for me, baby
She don't dance but she
Fuck around and dance for me, baby
She love to do it with no

miss no beat 
Gotta ass like Trina she don't miss no feast 
She said daddy do you love me I'm your baby 
Girl you can shut up you know you crazy 
cnd

smilin'
But still don't nothin' move but the money
(Gimme yours, or get your manhood taken)
Stop smilin'
And still don't nothin' move but the money
(Put you

your water
And I sprouted with flow
Ayoooo
This love gets you through the night
Have you feeling right
And even fights
Never seem to wither
The fruits

Million dollar look so tempting
But lord I need twenty
Lord can you still hear me
Take your percent and send us the rest
Don't play games the street gets

picture
cnd this pain baby you're my pain killer

cnd I know it seems a little bit strange 
Please baby don't you shut me out your gates no
Just come

Supreme Supreme

Mos Def

Right About Now

2005

Start fire, sit back and spit its smoke
To get it provoked, blow it back to get in your throat
Mad problems, take all the niggas you know
Add that

Supreme, Supreme

Talib Kweli

I Try, Pt. 1 [Germany CD]

2005

provoked, blow it back to get in your throat
Mad problems...Take all the niggaz you know
Add that number up with every nigga you don't
Final number, some

else, cause the talk ‘s all over town.

Now I'm gettin' awful tired, of sleepin' by myself.
If you don't want my lovin', then I'll just dish it on out

your little sister
Cryin' 'cause she don't have a
Dress without a patch for the party to go
But she'll know she'll get by, 'cause she's

Livin' in

sweet melodies

I don’t wanna be alone
Without you here by my side
Look at what I have shown
Take me on a summer’s ride
Just like Bonnie and Clyde

Don’t L-O-V-E these H-O-E’s I live and die by the G code 
I ain’t folding under pressure he steady tweaking when he up his pole 
Steady sending threats he