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of y'all jack
Some of y'all never paid me back
Some of y'all betrayed me bad
Go, go, go get the bag
Know you really want it bad
You about to make me mad
You

Ladies and gentlemen, Kelly's back

Told y'all I was gonna bump like this
Y'all didn't think that I could bump like this
Said, I told y'all I was

Down

Joi Gilliam

Run the Jewels 3 [LP]

2017

(high)
May never get rich, but I never bitch
'Cause I made it here by and by

My, my, y'all
I coulda died, y'all
A couple times I took my eyes off

about me so
I don't give a fuck about y'all aye
You really should follow my lead so
You can get up out own way aye
Coming for the life i want aye
Coming

Fuck All Y'all

2Pac

R U Still Down? (Remember Me)

1997

'Pac in a slurred, drunken voice:

Ha ha ha, fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all, I don't need nobody
Fuck 'em, fuck all y'all

Money gone fuck

Fuck All Y'all

2Pac

R U Still Down? (Remember Me) [Clean]

1997

'Pac in a slurred, drunken voice:

Ha ha ha, f*** all y'all, f*** all y'all, I don't need nobody
F*** 'em, f*** all y'all

Money gone f***

Imperial

Busta Rhymes

Dirty Harriet

1999

Bus-a-Bus up in the cut, but you don't hear me though
Just when you think we done we hit y'all, we got plenty mo'
Blow!

[Rah Digga]
It be's the little

of it all, Josh will still go round the way
That's when he got a pack of weed, and start slangin' flave
Post in front of the store, askin' folks, is they

by my side
Hashtag YOLO, come on let's go
Y'all bout to get a Biggie Show
I don't think y'all really know
What I'm about to lay down on y'all
My rap

nigga, fuck opps I kill
I don't give a fuck about what y'all think, I'm just being real
I'm finna pop a lace, perc, hope that bitch kill
Nigga I'm not

Y'all nigguz plain', gossipin', y'all ain' really about it
I'm speakin' tha right shyt, I'mma say it proudly
Y'all doubt me, but I'm followin' my

Baby Bubba

Magoo

Indecent Proposal [Clean]

2001

By our bling bling ring ring and I can't debate it

Low riders hittin' on switches
As we pass by ya in sun fire, c'mon
What y'all need to do is throw

fosho, everywhere I go
People caught up in theyself money, cars and clothes yea
They talk about it all the time and put it in they songs
Drive around

to go down town
I though I was in a circus, cause I'm surround by clowns
Oh you were serious about being a king, boy I thought you mispronounce
Yall

hard I go, the hustle lie within me
I'll do some fuck shit out of spite but never out of pity
I know they out to get me
Already told y'all how it goes

trek do they trot
Love is love so being gentle and y'all back is what I got
Real spill

So can I put y'all on
Let me put y'all on
To the facts
That

rat, wanting it back, like rabbit
Like dang-nabbit, I was tackled by a fraction
Of what I've felt, so I walk on and number up all my arms,
Yeah. cnd do

gonna
Him hear rounds from a Calico gun cocks
I was returnin' the favor
Why we even comparin' namе to name?
I been surpassed his and then somе
Who y'all

My Baby

Janet Jackson

Damita Jo

2004

you (but y'all don't know a thing about my baby)
Don't matter what they say, baby (baby)
I won't let go, my baby (there's more to his love than what

name it
Don’t ask but your the reason why I’m singing
Me and josh in the booth and we speakin facts
Fuck wuth my girl and you know we breaking backs
All

y'all outta pocket buckets
Y'all creating envy and jealousy by doing that buckets
Now go look in the face of y'all daughters right now and tell them you

Most of y'all broken
I'm about to spit so hard I got most of y'all chokin
You already know that I'm chosen
And the beast has awoken
I got them frozen

of y'all
I love all of y'all
I love all of y'all
I love all of y'all
Don't ever stop, girl you're perfect as is
Your biggest fan girl you know you're

Meezy for short
I'm finna get a fuckin'
Olde and some 'ports
And y'all niggas ain't about shit
We got y'all surrounded
I smash a 40 bottle on your
Head