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wander in your head
And they wanna get business
Got headaches everybody wanna get in it
They wanna get your head
And they wanna get in it
Got headaches

crazy when I'm speaking think I'm an animal that's rabid
Getting money get so easy you can earn that shit chillin on your mattress
Make a business that be

a yout was murked
He got clocked by the ops and shots popped
Now there's chalk lines on the block but they're not for hopscotch (No games)
So it's hard

dare, you send the threat, we catch you there, then you're dead
We coming now before the night, you better gun this gun is fast 
Soon as we get lo, we gon

take me oooouuu

No thoughts about suicide just suicide doors
Move with a 2 by 4 there's so much to fight for
Not enough to die for what you rap for is

punch make them bow and hunch knee him in the mouth
I play with my prey I need no gun All this skill instant kill would be no fun
Smash your plate then I

And I came to have fun, here homie
(what else?)
And I came wit a ton of money (but)
Don't get it twisted the gun is on me (now)
This chick's wit her man

trying to be liked by everybody no more
Ain't trying to be like everybody no more
I ain't trying to be liked by everybody no more
Ain't trying to be like

Freestyle

Vanilla Ice

Hard to Swallow

1998

as I heat it up like chili
Put down the gun son, there is no need for the 9 milli
Got the meat for the barbecue so spark a few hops
Watch as I raid

deep in a lil bitty bitch
Water gun by the way that pussy squirt
Aye

And Baby
You dare to tell no lies to me
Aye
Awww
Compromise ya life all for me
Lil

and chest and your bones
They getting fractured
Cuz you get the fa fa fa fa fa fa once again
Ion ever look for no beef but if there's beef I gotta hit you

Go get it like a bad serve in tennis
Show some love with it
I got my cup it got some mud in it
Put on my tux and now I'm out for business
Mr. Go Get It

consecutive lows (uh-huh)
While gradually, my decimals rose
Like fans in the stands, section, and rows when exitin' shows (come on)
Stare me down and you get

the fuck up
And look me in my eye to listen to whats what
Took more than your slice of pie it’s granted I get buck
Instead of a gun butt
Ima give you

(woo)
All your verses sound like dirty dishes (gross)
I'm about to clean them in the kitchen (woo)
And we making money by the minute (woo)
I'm about

that fine by me
Livin' like I'm never gon' died
Hate your man, I know they gon' try
You don't ever pay them no mind
If you did they have a gold mine
If

gotta blow, he with no pride, I focus
Shells dry, still soakin', like the ocean, need to float
Ain't no baby in the stroller, get in jail for a odor
Never

to flow right
Young nigga like to show out
Young nigga like to roll right
Messin' with mе get the knockout
I told her that shе got nice eyes
She jumped in

and the American music shows pimp us like hoes
They got dough but they hate us though
You better keep your mind on the real shit
And fuck trying to get with these

ATL Tales/Ride Wit Me

Ja Rule

Southside

2004

your residence without your gun
'Cause you'd rather be caught with than without one

Trust me I'm like that old gangsta named Lucky
Niggaz know that

you was a nerd but you could shoot a jay
And now you dropping bars up there on the stage
Guess I started showing out by 11th grade 
People looking at me

Another Nigger in the Morgue

Geto Boys

We Can't Be Stopped

1991

motherfuckas out there go for bad
That shit played out my brother
I ride by and gun done motherfuckers
Whether friend or foe bro
Steppin' on my toes, your

Cut em like a razor, surfin' through the matrix
There's no limitation if we in the altercation

Speed limit 60, 120 on the speed dash
Can't show love

like it's all my fault)
(Baby, no) Mind your business
(Now Kayla, don't stop him, let the sucker do what he do)
(He touch me, and he finished)