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dat 
Cah da rocks dat I got by the sea
Gs
Catties dey smoke dat 

Imma borin guy 
I show dat 

Make money go home an sleep
Ya know dat 

Like one two

by make believe
Niggas going broke trying to live reach

You talk a lot of slick
Like you cool and shit
Oh no you ain about dat life
Ma nigga talk is

tripping, na neva dat
Hanging on my dick like orangutan
Yelling GANG GANG GANG when you never bang (bang bang)
(GANG GANG, OOH!) You ain't never never bang,

Hustlin'

Master P

Down South Hustlers

1995

But I'm glad so say I think dat I'm on my way 
Dey say dis click has No motherfuckin' Limits 
Fuck with a nigga have yo guts hangin out like spinach

about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used

dat
Tell dat young g fuck going country
My line jumpy and ill recruit man

Everything Chris like Eubank
Trap line kick like Liu Kang

Bitch gimme hat

still shootin out 40's (Boa, boa, boa, boa)
Stay up on my grind lil nigga you can call me tony (Bitch)
Cant no pussy nigga hang around me 
Man dat shit

Rudeboy Salute

Buju Banton

Terror Squad

1999

Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy,

Runnin after money
I’m Tom it’s Jerry
Off white hoodie
Drop top hoes staring
Need two umbrellas
Tryna catch this drip
Sip lean by the line
I ain’t

my leaf I don't fuck wit da runtz
I just want da fetti let me gone keep it g
Ain't my fault dats yo bitch n feeling me
Disrespect get you shot like

You see the chrome in my hand
Is like a natural fit
Plus I'm a hustler
I a'int got the time to miss
It's Naptown
Kid Jazz
And I'm out this bitch
Dey

like I ain't there
Sing it louder head bang to the snare (Alright)
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Rush that

killers
Hella big booty bitches in the whip, windows tinted
Pace I'm going, by the end of the night this bottle gone be finished
Tryna get drunk, let go

da spliff
Lotta fakers b lyin bout where dey Ben but they passport look like it need filling in
Man these yungins don't really live by the code
They

money Ya b***h said Im guilty of dat (Oh Yea)
I like big ol booties Ya b***h said Im Guilty of dat (Yea)
I can't F**k wit ha if she aint got a** Fat

corny bout dat i love myself
I'm a Christian rapper I ain't no
Actor man I'm really bout dat
My lifestyle realer than it's ever been
Even though you might

shit they do
Watch them go out bad
For all that shit they do
They don't know how far you came
They ain't really made no moves
You wanna be like them
They

Best in da room when I rap ain’t no kap dat
Right back
Seen a baddie in da room gotta tap dat
Get up in her fuckin up da room like jack jack
Woah
Got

struggle
We out da struggle
We out da struggle
We out da struggle
We out da struggle
Came straight out dat struggle
Getting dat money
We aint worried bout no

everybody scatter out like
Intermission
From a youngin I've been going at it
Got them doing acrobatics
So if you want it, I can give it
Plus am full fanatic

That's Right

Drama

Heavy Rotation Allstar Compilation, Vol. 10

2007

of a magazine ain't even got a album out
Hop at da streets my delete cuh my hits out
Now I'm da one everybody wanna talk about
Hustle hard ball harder dats wat I

Fuck Dat

Onyx

Shut 'Em Down

1998

My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new

might build me a house)
Run up on me wrong I’m airing it out (I’m airing it out)
Then I’m leaving skrt skrt

Ridin’ Ina fast car 
Sumn’ like Nascar (skrt

dat bitch it is what it is 

Coming out dem trenches had to get it how I lived 

Man he claim he big money we gone rob him out his shitt 

Dawg I ain’t