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it
Snappin n' packin no cappin n' keeping myself from throwin racks in it
Fax yo
Make it clap yo
I got two for two my baby boo
When I play with you can

keep the K for Gotti
Don't ride no Harley, as a kid
I learned to play with choppers
When you stackin' up this shit
Make sure you bangin' proper
When you

Yon yon
I ain't had to work hard
That was off one song
Yall better be ready
Get ready for da storm like
Haiti be Da truth
Haiti be that nigga
Used to be

Thug Luv

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Greatest Hits Vinyl, Vol. 1

2009

Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give

Three Up
Three Down

Uh uh
Smoking hard, Aye
Chilling in my draws, Yeah
Thinking about you all day yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Hundred missed calls, Word

as Madonna
Smoking on candy flavor Willy wonka
Ya plays call me cuz they need something stronger
Talking big numbers with the farmers
Get dat money I hear in

it
Because I'm putting all this work in to tell my mama I done made it
I'm doing better by the month baby
And if I keep up this momentum I'll be where

Your bitch is choosing
You 'bout to lose them
Yelling, "Get yo' ass in the car, bitch"
But I'm much too fast with this hard dick
Short dog took your

Show Discipline

Nas

Kiss tha Game Goodbye

2001

Yo!

Yo, yo, yo, yo, hey, yo
Never will it stop
Hang guns with double digit shots
I move work on other niggas blocks
Leave out the club wit

Countin' hunnids all blues
Did it by myself

All these racks on me, did it by myself
Makin' all these plays, did it on my cell (Prr)
Young boss all I do is

me
I wanna die by the hands of your
By the hands of your love
I'm not a jealous god
Just want you on yo knees
Both my hands on top yo head
Do this shit

Imma take your girl
And then Imma make her my little treat
When I'm having a hard day at work Imma bust in her throat
'Cause she's lusting for jerks
It

motherfucka
Shit just don't land in yo hands

See us with bread yea that's how that hate start
Can't fuck with niggas cause most em play hard
We got shit

how hard it seem
And I gotta bring my team
Yeah we know that talk is Cheap
We can't give no less
Working like ain't no rest
Hit different when you bless

Mula [Remix]

Meek Mill

Hall of Fame [Deluxe Edition]

2013

ladies, Brown Louboutin
Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform
Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches
By candle lit, and that's 'cause

complacent
But it's hard to create this knowing the facts exist and I hate since
He ain't here to take it, he can't hear and rate it, he won't even play

the cash
Rap math
Back to back
Add one
And play that back
Yeah
I keep Green by the Cee-Lo
Nobody work harder than me though
Just smoked me a blunt but I need

I make my shot 
Guess I'm stubborn
cll around the clock workin' on it

cgainst the odds I play the odd one make it even
Double up and keep it even, yo

the road that we took got texture
Sip wine, break bread, boy blessed up
It's hard to explain how I feel lately
Pain I feel will never be felt by my babies

Doing numbers
Doing numbers
As I roll up the herb
I think back on all of the fuck shit that has occurred
The money the hard work
The women and their

a couple common haters, let me go again
And let me go again, yo
I work myself until I'm chillin
It ain't easy wearing a cape when you're the villain
Smile

Hard to get this pussy cus I make a nigga work fa it 
Hard to fuc me ..I'm too busy..fkn ..yo .pockets 
U bitches fuck for free u can call it non profit

we play For keeps
This  for the ones counted me out , and the Ones  who doubted me

Might Be the Realest Shi I Eva Wrote
Realest Shi I Eva Rapped
Might

though
Work hard and play hard, learned that from my uncle
He had the bag, but unfortunately fumbled
But he still walk round the hood with his gun though