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commas
I ain't got room for no decimals
Your main chick is in love with me
I'm not paying for pussy cause your a rookie
Like the challenge I'm a vet
Be

root of a kilo is me nigga
Do the math, I'm a motherfucking G nigga

It's all on me now, as you can see now
I'm gon' get this money and I will not be

Rappers' Ball

E-40

Gangsta Hip Hop, Vol. 5

1997

Beotch!

Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Tell me is it true or false
Say that you got it all
Love

Jazzy Jeff ftg Baby Blak & Paul Yams


*Just for just for hip hop not for rap yo*

*Just for just for hip hop not for rap*

[Baby Blak]
I got love

(Yeah)
Check Check
(Yeah yea yeah)
Testing One, Two
Uh This is a check test
(Whaaa)
This is a check
Testing one, two
(Can you hear me)
Testing one

you niggaz basic

Streets ain't showing no love they'll strip you naked
Ya own bro throw you a slug this is a snake pit
Me and mines by any means we gon

a Samuel Jackson
Bitch said I was fresh to death, she don't know that's a fatal attraction
When I mix this cup, it gon' feel like a Southside reaction
I'm

know Michael and George
At the rifle store
And Joselito, by the Home Depot
He gon tell his people put
Needles in your peehole (Gracias)
Your rapping is

Love Is Gone

G-Eazy

The Beautiful & Damned

2017

we break, stand by and watch us all go up in flames
Love is gone, love is gone (yeah, uh)

As I sit in the studio, guess the thinking this
If

Ben
Hello Ben, this is Mr. Shaggee. Do you like George Ranch High School?
Ugh, no

Ben
Do you like chemistry class?
No
Hatin' on these raps?
No

is not it
Alright, ayo, watch this
Put me next to any rapper
I make him look like Kevin Hart and I be lookin' like The Rock, bitch
Shit, I'm runnin'

went to Robben's Island analysing; that's where his cell is
So I could find clarity like, how much you cherish me?
Is this relationship a fake, or real

English but
They rappin’ every word I put in Pro Tools
Spit something or just repeat this
"She’s a little mama and she’s a bad chick

Just as is Anakin

Mamacita, come and mix my margarita
So, so rockstar-ish like a Beatle
And she 'gon love me, because the way I treat her
And they just want me, 'cause I'm too

can't promise you that we are not kids
Why the hell is that the way that you live
She love to die and stay in the mix

Friendly fire, I keep the blade

Got a spanish mami spicy like some Takis
Sucked it sloppy went went rode me like a Kawasaki
whatever's in this cup got me feeling wocky
I started off

and watch the shows from the flo'
4.0, honor role
My music taking off, yeah, I'm on a roll
Side hoe is what you play in the show
I'm the main character watch

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You

Came from the jungle right next to them lions 
You ain't no real one boy why is you lying 
Hoes in my phone but I ain't replying 
Opened my mind for

who have been in a battle would actually Know I'm the meanest 
Anyone planning to go in the throne is going to see this 
I'm making a move 
You better

main
I'm gon' kiss Scruff, just kidding
I'm not gay
Scruff is so cute in so many ways

Eyes on me
It's the first time I lay you out
Smash you in my car,

like a cat scan
Always keep it real, I'm a man and I do bleed
Best in the world, NLYB know they got me
Never walked around with my hand up, this ain't

This pain on me there it go, yeah
(Ron-Ron load it up, Ron-Ron load it up)
Ron-Ron, what up? Real, ayy

How I stay sane with all this pain on me?
How

(nah)
Running through ink like I'm tattooing (yeah)
This is music to be murdered by, you love
Turn the volume up, I am fired up like a blunt
Bread is