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to you
But it's what we deserve
Needle on the track, I'm dope
You niggas got some nerve
That's drug talk, '88 volvo
Gold bbs, man rest in peace, macho

money and I'm ghost like Casper

Over here y'all niggas hustle backwards

B.B. King y'all niggas sing tha blues

Around here y'all niggas like to lose

Street Kings

Yfn Lucci

Street Kings

around and wreck
Play, you dying next
Uh, tool number one got 'em upset
I've been on my young fly shit since a lil' jit, true shit
A whole lot

for a cup? Three-fifty
What I payed for a pint? A cheap Civic
You got two ears for a reason, bitch, listen
Somehow I got lean on my BB Simon
How

red hair inside this B&B
V Too Paste Hold Ctrl+C For  for niggas copy me

Never trusted niggas, I'm not hangin' on no block with em
Newbie silky with

Gagito, Jeffree, Venom all of my Bro's
Pana, that's the realest King that I know
Just us in O'Boy like this the IPhone
Oye, we gone run the whole estado

that its mink
Whole lotta ice Rolex like a rink don't reach before you think like, uh
Born to be playa king of my city I was sworn to be mayor
I don't

that you see on a TV screen
I need my money in all blues like BB King
VVs bling bright as bitch, high as a cliff
Shut the fuck up when your highness is

Still D.R.E.

Dr. Dre

Still D.R.E. [CD Single]

1999

shit, huh, Dre?
Oh, for sho'
Yeah
Check me out

It's still Dre, Day nigga, AK, nigga
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
'Cause when

Tinseltown to the Boogiedown

Scritti Politti

Anomie & Bonhomie

1999

And yo' Scritti, I'm on it like walls to graffiti
From night sticks, to plungers, to NYPD
From Lucille BB King, you've seen me rhyme
You stay away from

(Woah woah woah)
This time I stand by my King
(God is with me yeah)
(God is with me yeah)

Guess what my God stand by me
(By me by me by me yeah)
This

was you thinking
All my hundreds blues
Yeah I feel like BB King
When I'm out in Cali
Smoke the loudest dope
Lost my big bro
I don't know how to cope

Aim with money at your hoe, tell her lick dick
We been on sick shit, y’all ain’t seen this yet
King crown on my head, and diamond Cuban on my neck, yeah

Buttermilk Biscuits (Keep on Square Dancin')

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Swass

1988

getting jealous by the look I'm catchin'
I hate dumb skeezers, MC beater
Drop 5 grand on my bird white needer?
Smooth like ice, don't get nice
Just turn up

Iz U Down

Tyga

My Own Lane [Bonus Tracks]

2014

Tell the truth, whole truth, no undercover freak, I'm guilty
Check please, pay the cost
To be the boss, just bill me

I can tell by the way you've been

(Hitmaka) Yeah
Came a long way to make it here
Yeah I thank God that I made it here

Have a good time, the whole town show up
Money coming fast,

Still D.R.E.

Dr. Dre

Private Party Collectors Edition

2000

shit, huh, Dre?
Oh, for sho'
Yeah
Check me out

It's still Dre, Day nigga, AK, nigga
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
'Cause when

percenters lovin' that the gov run the people
But people should run the government
The day of reckonin' is when the sleep wakes up
And the 99 percenters can

the past
I wear my heart on my sleeve and hope I don't crash
I'm going too fast
I'm trying make it out
Whole lot of pain in my heart that I can cry about

always play the role of a Joker - no sir
In fact I actually act a whole lot more like a
Walking phoenix - on my feet that's sparking heat as
A talking

dawgs no puppies
Like some noise we causing the ruckus (Racks)
From the bottom my double cup muddy
A whole lot of times I had nothing (Nothing)
No, we not

the
Building turn them sprinklers on again
I leave your whole clique wet
Thought we died but now I'm in the born again
Swing my nine again, I ain't finished yet

We all outta commish...

Talking a whole lot of
Dirty Shit, green peas
And dirty shit

If you felt I lied to ya
It's cuz I love ya
Only cuz you my

don't mean nothin' to me,
You fuckin' up the game when you lovin' on me,
Backstroke king when you cumin' with me,
Got her yelling don't stop when she