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Funny I'm the one
They won't big up
Make em eat they words
Till they spit up
I done raised the bar
Since they said boy
Chin Up
Dog to the core
Don't

feeding leaches that's eatin'
Then that could really begin to put a dent in expenses
Then again, Em, you'll be paying for this bill
Because we all can tell

im on
Tell em leave me alone
Tell em leave me alone
By my lonely
Tell em leave me alone
By my lonely
Tell em leave me alone
By my lonely
Dont start

Accident Murderers

Nas

Life Is Good [Deluxe Edition]

2012

by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's finished
You took

Cuz you wasn't asked to step!
Coulda' been put you on gang 
But knew you wouldn't pass the test
Tell'em how you got your name
Look at you beating

gonna heal me from my wound up, wound up

I tell the boys in blue
I'ma stay screwed up
It's gonna heal me from my wound up, wound up

Drinkin' by

Beepers

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Bust a Rap

1990

if you ain't got that pin number dummy, you can't call me
To hook up with Mix you gotta call that number
Then sit by the phone and wonder
Will he

I'm money minded you can tell just by the way That I talk that I'm tryna go get it

Aye real dope boy all this shit came right off The block
Niggas be

to the Bahamas
Tell me would you fly back
Pay me big money, I tell you I might rap
I give 'em an impact, oh
And I be sittin’ at the top
Chillin with a cup of tea

your dreams boy
Dont drown in that hourglass waiting
Waiting on your dream boy
(Ouhhh)

Tell me about
These niggas be my clones
I should hire some decoys

Yo Rickavee who you do this for
Blok my boy who you do this for
Nawqiy my g who you do this for
Somebody please tell the peeps who you do this for
Yo

that'll suck dick
I just want a big fat crib and a race car
Thirty five pounds by the window of my AR

I got a fresh new stash of endless cash
They try

Blind by the lights, so shoutout The Weeknd
Beaming
She like how I'm styling
Heard that she liking the way I be rhyming
Timing
Yeah, tell me why the fuck

Major Distribution

Snoop Dogg

Major Distribution

2013

at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more boy)

Run tell the blood's I'm crip and go tell the crips I'm

Sometimes times movin by me
Sometimes times movin slow
Bruh
Y'all aint ready for the boy
Bruh
Cause Sin bringin pain from the jaws
Bruh
They know I

Never gonna be your whippin' boy

Hang em high, hang em low
You put on such a show
Don't want to feel no shame
But you just want to blame
Let it go, leave

time? 
Niggas on the playground wanna know what's happenin', you left em hangin' man, what the fuck?

Little Boy Blue is outta Folsom
Now them three

salute you
Don’t see them boys like I’m Stevie
I tried t’ tell em, ain’t believe me
I’ma sign me a deal like a treaty
I share with the fam, I ain’t greedy

bang on my momma name
Its game time
Muhfucka these just ain’t rhymes
Muhfucka we on same side
I can tell by your blue eyes
Your chicken is not fried
You

three long
Shit I been ready to win
I get a rack
I stack a rack
Then multiply
That by ten
Rent a room at the Hilton
Just to go fuck me some twins
Oh boy

asked why I did it and I told em for GMB
Send the location on god bitch we can meet
I been trying to tell em that we the sharks up in the sea

That boy

what?

Like it was dumb and didn't make no sense?
That what the boy tryna told everybody

Man! That ain't what he talkin' bout

Man, I'm tryna tell you

can't tell 'em apart, I be thinking they clones (clones)
Woah
Whatchu wanted, I been counting hundreds (hundreds)
'Bout my money, get it by the dozens (by

box"
"Okay, hey, yo Nick'"
"Yo?"
"Yeah, shorty out here want want, um, a number three"
"Oh, aight, tell him to come around to my window, I got him,