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Pimps, Playas & Hustlas

The Luniz

Operation Stackola

1995

what ya wanna"
But like old Vogues them bitches cry when I hit the corner
My 7-duce, produce, 'cause the zues was pissed off
I'm still gettin' zips

girl
Say she wanna change that
Can't be weak
Can't fall in that trap
Plus I know
Plus ik she gon
Run her mouth
And that Aint even
That aint even
What I

Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick

Performed by minneapolis
Composed by sonny t.
M p l(l) s
I used 2 play the gig at archie's bunker
Then I up and joined the jeffersons
I was in a band

case
The last girl I gave my heart to
I won’t say her name
This albums dedicated to the lovers
Cuz when the world is on fire
They carry all of our

Get it get it
Get it in Monday
Break it down the same day
1st on Thursday
Gone by Wednesday
Get it in Monday
Break it down the same day
1

your sister to the bar
One, two!
I'm knocking on your door
Three, four!
I know you want some more
Five, six!
Pour a glass of MIST TWST
Seven, eight!
Dust

I Don't Wanna Party Wit U

DJ Quik

Street Vibes, Vol. 7

2001

years old, with 3 kids, 7 tattoos
You're bald, but your legs are hairy
I don't want to party wit' you, hmm, hell naw
You need to put some lotion

car plus a nice bitch plus some money 
Now the moneys gone because you got your bitch plus your car
It’s mathematics I’m just tryna raise the bar 
By

And I'll medicate but I'm ill when I speak

Real when I speak it's a gift, giving like Christmas, not just 25th
But that's a given when 24/7 all 12

bumped your second album on my seven hour drive
Your beats knock and your lyrics are fat
I'm free for a feature if you want me on a track"

So the Record

siedem smsów
Nasz numer na pierwszym nie na siódmym miejscu
I wiesz tu musisz się ruszyć wreszcie
Nie stój tak weź wrzeszcz ten refren

Dwa
2cztery7
Więc

albums of sepia 
Hating my body just makes my body feel sleepier 
An Ambien or two or seven prolly make it's easier 
All I wanna do is sleep but can't so

So y’all mumble rappers best stay out of my way. Some of y’all don’t approve, that’s fine by me. Myself, that’s who I’m gonna be. You bums still stuck

(Banger)
What up, nephew? Man, you know what it is
I wanna start this jawn just by sayin' man, I'm so proud of you, man
But after that, it's all

Baldi's schoolhouse
By the way, the hell happened in here?
My stupid friend stuck at eating practice
Gotta get all of the notebooks, what the hell is

wait until the album drops
No this is real warm but the albums hot
Now write a letter of complaint if this don't make you bop
I'm ready for war my lyric

Have your gun by you
'cause niggas will try you

Uh who's sick as me?
Tell the truth, bitch, nobody
And that's real
And as far as my eyes can see
I

in a handgrenade

5 seconds before you get played

You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up

Ever see a sucker scatter, it'll make ya throw up

bro
Been grinding on the low low, been tryna make some peso
Coz i was only seven at the time my daddy split with my mom
Two thousand seven i was ten i

Let Me Tell You Something

T.I.

Trap Muzik

2003

seven, eight'll be enough
Plus the twins make ten but for you I give it up
Set times to the side just for us to live it up
Walking out a rav farm,

15th and the 1st

Gucci Mane

Ferrari Boyz

2011

gon tie in
In the bushes they lying, ain't lying that's my word
By the end of the month, they left with them birds
Zoned off that purp, I'm slurring

what you would lack
You gotta pick the pen up and create another tool from scratch
Since I dropped my album I've been comfortable, much too in fact
Been

you wreckin', nigga I reckon
Think about the people who own it for about a second
I know you got your problems, but brother, they got theirs
This is not