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all feel me go and sing it loud tell 'em

I'ma straight bring you this rock and roll
Shooting for the top, I'ma lock and load
Moving the crowd, I

Lighters

Bad Meets Evil

Now, Vol. 40

2011

the same, 'cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it when I tell 'em shove it
Cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked,

I can do this all day I can do this all night
They ask me what I do when I step up on the mic 
Tell em I got mad skill...
I can do this all day I can

mama,
I guess I got my daddy stroke hun
I show up, right after she slow up,
Grab her by her waist and make her hol up
Hol up, yeah, and I did it,
Put

ship that yay
Tell them hoes that I got that pack
Fat dope man I rolled that back
In the strip club with them racks
Oh no I got that sack

Play the game

Buck Tha Devil

Da Lench Mob

Guerillas in tha Mist

1992

I got plenty crew
(I take out white boys that's scary)  (BOO!)
Yeah I'm the nigga that said it
And I'm sorry that I can't regret it
but it's a proven

like that
But fuck it cause these thoughts that I been having-


I tell ‘em 
Run run run , I just can’t let ‘em slide 
Woah woah woah, I tell ‘em pick

Ayy
These niggas keep on bitin' me like tell'em give it up
I'm like what up, then it's fa fa, I'm feelin' like nuk
Ain't no playin' by the rules,

That’s where you headed boy, to pine
Oil heaven i'mma get that gun, and
Then I'mma get that money i don’t
Believe you got it in you
Jake i'mma go get

Spittin Game

Juvenile

Solja Rags

1997

iron I'ma roll wit em
Mama don't pray for me I don't back down from no nigga
They got a place for me

See I want millions, hundreds and big thousands

Family Scriptures

Flesh-N-Bone

Mo Thugs Family Scriptures

1997

more money...

[Souljah Boy:]
It be the Mo Thug, it's buck, quick bandages
One of these soldiers just can't stand 'em
Make me had to do

like Madonna 
Asian b***h Benihana 
But my Spanish b***h got persona
Yeah I got all these hoes
But can't bring 'em home to mama
Shawty think I'ma chase

her with her sister
Tell the boy to roll the gun
And go buy my elixir
Dranking little sips, that's why I got temper
Problems, I'll probably murk them

Potty Mouth

Busta Rhymes

Careless World: Rise of the Last King

2012

on the ground
Let the rain fill the moats round my kingdom
Carved in the cement, star, pledge allegiance
I'ma let you leave em screaming
Dreaming just to get by

Cast a shadow over all they doing, boy
Must be hell, I could tell
You ain't got the bundle package like
Go and check the mail, how you run your business

mean like a virgin to dick
But got mad machines like Florence, then?
What're your influences?
Tell me, what are your beliefs?
Do you compare Martin

headfirst like I'm flopping
Hit my whoa leave em silent
Hit my whoa gotta em wilin'
Wassup waddup wassup waddup
Tell me wassup let me in it
Nigga tryna bunt

the nights that I ain't get to pray
Believe that's why blessings got delayed
But not all hero's wear capes
Just like how not all reptiles is snakes
Bro wrecked

bout my banner

Told God to tell the carpenter
Baptise em or bring the hammer

Stonewall pornagraphy
That's where they wrote they grammar

I ain't never

he farted on me
We don't miss, boy I run this shit I think I sharted on em
I got Donny with me, he gone rob em wit me, set it up
I been solid, I'm ten

neighborhood corner store
I ain’t with none of that cap shit
Lights
Camera
Action
Post on the book you got cap in yo captions
Bak Doe MG know we got it we having

You niggas be foxin
My niggas gone spot 'em
I swear that boy finished
(I swear that boy finished)

You're artificial
You niggas gone copy
You bitch she

with me
Really I just see food I can make you crawl dead
You swimming in the money boy that make me a shark then
Catch 'em, kill 'em, feed 'em to the hog

you from aye
Yea, Tell em where you from
Tuc is where I'm from everybody got a gun
Kelvin Blessed is from the East and Brooklyns where they raised
Went