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No handouts can't touch ya' hands
Lil Wayne, Birdman do the stunna' dance
Count cash, rubber bands, and dividends
And this what I do till the world

boosie
They said I'm lil with my uzi I'm breaking bread like my name nuski
I'm a younging from the hood in love with spinning them blocks
I know some

chess
Cultivated by the thought
Of an imagine I represent
I could be the nice guy
With a suit, tie and a vest
Or the bad guy
Bonnie and Clyde
Swangin' in

you ain't Boosie
Yeah, know that drank good, when you pour it, hit the bottle
Yeah, Prada's on my feet, Cuban licks all on my collar
I do crime by

NFTs buy the shop
Back on my bullshit
Slapping them like I'm lil boosie
Nothing funny this ain't Druski
I Rap and sing call me Tuneshi
I do it myself

Niggas changing on me
Like I didn't do this thing by my lonely
Like I ain't put work in, no handouts
I earned
It, please don't say my name, lil' nigga
You

lil' badass, I feel like Boosie, nigga
She got the nerve to pop a Perc' before I fuck her
Put yo' phone in the safe then we can cuddle
We can fuck

Bad Ways

Too Short

The Best of DJ Melo-Mix, Pt. 1: Ride or Die

1999

on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my

Whats Happenin'

Webbie

Savage Life 3

2011

ain't uch gotta scream it sure you already know that
From boosie back to lil phat we gne stomp you out like a doormat
? the gun in the club ? that bitch

My name is Cameron I go by CAL these days
And I've never claimed a gang, I represent my last name
And I understand y'all pain but I just can't relate

Holla at Me

Fat Joe

Listennn... The Album

2006

DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of

You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let

with no screws Boosie you'on listen
I'm on a mission tryna get my fucking blood out prison
Black rain in Angola where the thugs roll
Too many members

but i went a lil silly,
Crawled into bed yet im spinning and im dizzy, 

Is he dead?
Narr im on the edge give me some space,
Want some bread?
Narr jus

takin' shit

Bitch, I ain't who you used to know (nope)
I done shot off to the moon, lil' ho (gone)
Still order me a 4 for 4 (for real)
Painted drank

Father, you don't understand, that I hate myself
Love my brother, but he represents all of the pain I've felt
Wedlock, should I dive into it?, let's not

won't stop till I see the gas light, I might ride out tonight
A lil hen just make me feel right, got to hold the wheel tight
A couple stops and I'll still

Stretch Armstrong and Bobbito Show [Previously Unreleased Track]

Nas

Illmatic XX [20th Anniversary Edition]

1994

We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face

I got too much money, too

hold no gun
Yeah, ay’
I don’t really care about the things that people say (I don’t)
Mane I raised by the way that you should pay now then go play

with my pole
Leave that boy glitching, they thought he was froze
432, I'm fly like a crow
Dressed in all black like some motherfucking coal
Freaky lil

YFN lil bitch I'm feeling like lucci
Show me that coochie I'm feeling like boosie
Chop hot leave splatter it come like jacuzzi
Im Tarantino I'm shooting

that's what I'm all about
Don't run yo mouth
I be steady gaining by the year that's what I'm all about
Haa
Don't run yo mouth
Moving how they moving hella

6 'N Tha Mornin'

Master P

In tha Beginning...There Was Rap

1997

hip-hop's all about 
We represent baby 
From tha south to tha north to the east coast mid-west 
It ain't nutin' but luv 
I want to say what's up to Bobby

the A
'Cause my lil ho out there a freak
I nutted all in her face
It be goin' down, goin' down in every town
Everything we doin' now you
Know it get around
Goin'

on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my