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Spinning Flava, Crash Bandicoot (Woah)
Spinning Flava, Crash Bandicoot (Yeuh)
Seasoning on the yeezy Boost (Paprika)
Sauce all in my attributes (2

Skripts for the lean i was headed to the doctor, Stop acting before i give yo ass an oscar
2 pint shawty she goin pull up for the boxers, Switch out

time for the SJ
2 times 3 times for the SJ GANG
Coming by we are here to stay
DOO DOO DAH with my words I play
J'suis avec mes slimes
No caperie tous les

You Not 
Wap Bhrazy2x Got Guwop 
Hundred Dollar Bill Just To Get A Nigga Knocked Spit A Hot 16 just to take a Nigga Spot 
A-15 With The Laser Make Ya

out the, (f*ck out the)

[Verse 2: MTF 2k]
It’s 2k, I set waves 
Yall n*ggas scared to be different
Im stubborn, set up in my ways and aint no changing

Fast life Remix 
Monie Gad Ft Buffman, 2Conscious 

Song writer : Sheldon Oshane Gordon & cnthony Bryan &2 Conscious 

Intro Female voice:
Good

you do not

My chain is hot, what's more hot than that

That's how I murda music, that's why your broads on my back

Got two birds on my shoulders, they

problems
I show up in the back of a limo wearing a two thousand dollar suit
And a forty thousand dollar gold fucking watch
I want you to deal with your

Love Jones

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

a nigga  knahmsayin 

Goin through all that shit in the streets n shit 

The hip hop shit  only shit keep a nigga mind in 

I hear you  but it's all

Sickkaluffa

3X Krazy

Stackin Chips

1997

go fastly
Through the back streets through the cuts n trucks of East Oakland
You see pimpin and ho-in L-E-O got the dank smokin'
These pigs

69 Chevy

Robert Ross

Introducing Robert Ross

1981

THINK SHE'S SHOT
Verse 2
CAN'T OPEN THE HOOD CAN'T CLOSE THE TRUNK
WINDSHIELD WAS SMASHED BY A REDHEADED PUNK
TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS IN HER I HAVE SUNK

sell my tee for a band
I am the beholder of 
The trends on your man
Tell Chicago homies
Move to Roch n advance
Cause you could have a dollar 
Or be king

(Heh-heh, aight) I'm talking 'bout seven shots up
Y'knahmtalkinbout? (Seven shots? Woooo-ooh, shit!)
(Boyz N Da Hood) The next round on you nigga, ha ha
Now

Come threw the gates n we a teach all bout riches
By the time you leave camp you gone have you some bitches
That's cuz B camp done taught ppl how to get

They want a problem
Black gon pull up
In the jankiest gear
Chasing them benjis
It ain't bouta dollar
I'm try'n man up and face all my fears
I really been

dollars
So this hit
Better cherish
And me they'll never
Edit so they tryna
Find a copy
But my files on paste
Cut ya open like rocky
Devine will skill ill

life got a fucking price
Driven by dollars not wrong nor right
Outta sight outta mind
Zero sources you can cite

Feel no fear like I play metal gear
2

I dont want your coochie 
Listen up imma sell ha bait
I had to get it by myself 
I aint ask for no help 

I had to seperate to elevate 
Ion fuck wit

out 10 a g
Would make me go farther
Breaking down a whole tree
A pound or two for starter
Trapp'n it at sleepys
Tryna stack up every dollar
Me and mama

to station
I received a receipt
To the tune of Creation
And I haven’t paid it
Born in the heat
Life is a storm, over an infinite sea
And I have been stained by

Would you throw every dollar earned
Down the drain to see
Would you patiently untie
Tangled web you weaved
Disentomb the dirty roots up
Of your

Gun smoke, where it's at?
Blowing by ya, these the ambitionz
Of a Ridah I said
Two in the morning, I'm coming in yawning, I'm falling, I'm sorry I'm

The pay come in steady
Stupid niggas no Ed Edd n Eddy
My new shit trendy
Barz i got plenty
Hours i spent many
I make dollars nigga u make pennies
Young

Behold a Pale Horse

Boogiemonsters

God Sound

1997

be	-to the double o-g-i-e
M-to the o-n-s-to the t
-e-are-s, yes, we manifest
Step into the cipher, cause yo, it's time to bless

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