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, 4 doors down

More game then that Ec
You got no chance if we play 
Lil mami so traviesta 
But she love the games that we play 

More game then that

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Nothing Less then a G for a verse ain’t taking Pay Cuts

All these N*ggas Snitchin on their mans 

Boy That’s weak sh*t

Cops question me

I don’t

is Dollar ain't the same
Ever since I started Nation ridin', got a lil' change
Surrounded myself by game, niggaz sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that

you put need drops again
That's all you use me forrrr
That sh!t ain't you, no, it's real love I know, I know, I know They don't wanna see lil' Goaty

for this sht ain't aging
See right through these niggas HD
These bitches no that I'm the prophecy so they can't fucking play me
18 I still don't get

coming soon
Space ship my coup
And I'm taking off like Nasa (Aye)
Don't play by the rules 
And go take your boo
Upgrade her, now she's the baddest Aye

100

- Always got it by my lonesome, I don't want 'em 
So naw, I never really care for Friends 
- Mind always on the money, I've been hunting 
Tryna stack

my cousins
Introduced to God by Granny
I said that to say, I wouldn't be sh*t without family

Ima buy my momma a house
She kept me under a roof
My wife

one to talk to it's no one but me
Deal with myself play the cards in my hand
Deal to myself till I play out what's left
Dealing with sh*t that I never

Say you want smoke, 
Let em inhale that sh*t, 
Never buggin out on no h*e, 
N*gga you can have yo b*tch, (you can have..) 
F*ck that lil b*tch yea she

wrist on ice
When you see don't get blinded by the light
I just want you just for the night
After that you can get back on the flight
She got shots trying

This Goes Out

Lil Jon

Murphy's Law

2003

they like...
It's gettin' frisky for me
Girls, they strippin for me
Lil' Jon you wit us homey? (Okay)
I gettin brain and, pimpin' I can't complainin'

lost BLACK than we lost SKEEMO man this sh*t ain't the same 
I seen my dawg laying in them streets that night we stood in the rain
Haven't been showing

Take her to the drive-thru she want filet migon

No I can't play his sh*t don't really feel em
My boy got caught inside a hotbox but he still peel em
Was

Hook:

Who can I count on?... 
If I aint have the heart to push this sh*t myself, who could I count on?... 
They say I act like I don’t need nobody

staying outta sh*t that don't concern you and the list goes on but Imma cut it short
Because theres moves to make
Trying hard to find a Silver Lining when I

Won't Believe

Higher Brothers

Five Stars

2019

up
I don't trust nobody
I ain't play I just finesse

I'm a studio criminal
All I do is typical
Put my sh*t on the gallery
Welcome to my national

cnother lil Nigga got popped in the east that shit there tragic
On that gazer sh*t from the east to the D  sell dope like magic 
On the road with the bows

get that up front
Or I'm crushing all that drama
Ever since I lost Jon'O
I stay with the lama
And I really don't need that
Y'all must not know my Mama

to business owners with a vice grip
I won’t slip, come out crip or blood I hug the pavement
Show the streets love, but don’t play thug that’s just some mice

I'll be right back
(Lil Wayne)
Aight cat, Don't be playin', This worth my while?
(Baby)
Lil daddy I play with hoes, Is you a hoe?
(Lil Wayne)
Nah

What's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
Hey, hey
Dis ya boy, Lil Jon (Lil Jon)
BME Click (BME Click)
What's up 40? (What's happenin'?)
What's up

Snap Yo Fingers

E-40

Snap Yo Fingers

2006

What's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
Hey, hey
Dis ya boy, Lil Jon (Lil Jon)
BME Click (BME Click)
What's up 40? (What's happenin'?)
What's up

All his haters wanna test, if we don't play dirty we don't stand a chance
Yeah we don't ever stand a chance but look

I thought i told you that