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I'ma get by
Hit 'em with the Tek Nine
Better quit lying
Best not disrespect mine
Cause I got it
Said, Lil bitch I got it
Straight to the grave, I gun

Maudie

Eric Burdon & the Animals

Eric Burdon & the Animals [Teldec]

1983

"This song was written by John Lee Hooker
About his wife, her name is Maudie
Everytime he has an argument with her
He has to write a new verse

I didn't ask for hoes
The money keep coming and coming
They follow my bag dey broke
I keep em running and running
I don't think to bag a hoe
They

Lyris ethel 
Dedicated to the bag, we chose our own paths, these are our stories….

(Car Engine sound )
I’m on that grab and go, F your ego 
I don’t

want that bitch no more, you fucking with a that

Shorty want a rider
Bag by my side, with a bag right beside her
Shorty want a rider
Bag by my side,

CatTalk blunt look like a Louis Slugger but I don't play baseball
John Travolta when I see the opp cause we gon' face off
Keep a .223 right by my hip

We ain’t even have a dollar got givenchy on my collar 
Now we poppin these tags, put da racks in da bag i be skrtin in the Austin 
Shawty talk to much

there's no umbrella in the rain

Meanwhile, nearby on the almanac
Two stoners, John and Pat, parked the Hyundai
Next to Subway and the laundromat
Stepping

Pandemonium

Rick Ross

Maybach Music Group Presents: Self Made, Vol. 1

2011

Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money 
Straight flights 

I live by the cold war 
Drove from round the globe 
All I need is

by day
I mean who's to say
Who's to say, you find an answer when living?
What if you just die?
What if life as we know it is all a dream?
What if we

do like John and let it be
Poet's poet but you know that I was po' as Edgar be
Devil wanted my soul, but the soul resurrected me, on God

Live by

“Unidentifiable Chatter”
Yall too slow like Molassess
Seein’ through you niggas don’t need glasses
I can’t see you niggas Boi you John Cenas
I can’t

John Doe (duplicate): 
By - Jesslee, Steve Virginia, Nico Brey 

(Verse):
Empty eyes 
Staring up into the sky 
Not a doubt I can’t deny 
You’ve gone

roll out of the hut
Bad one shaking that butt, all these bucks in my bag
All these bucks in a rut, she bad, gripping my nuts
Deep ass clip in the gun,

a Uber
John Wick, yeah you know I got shooters
By myself and I don't need no team
And you know that my jeans Japanese
Chrome Hearts and it came from Eddie

disappear like magic

Huddle up, call the plays John Madden
Always keep it G so I pull up in a wagon
Police always askin questions, we don't know what

resing
KD in my blunt mixed with pure resin
I am not guilty, it was alleged
I'ma sing to this girl like John Legend
Gave perks all of me, I'm not John

All in Together

Skyzoo

The City's Favorite: The Mixtape

2006

the revolution by wearing a tech, nigga
Wake up show, still sleep, time to wake up tho
Might see me with the Mac, but it ain't make up, yo
I make up flows, cake

out the
Jae Hun Kim Taekwondo Institute
It was right there
So I went up the stairs and as I was walking
Up the stairs a guy named
John Lee was training

inna benz, for the rest I got no clue
Chasin' my bag, and I'm chasin' my flow too
Sold his soul who, you a joke too
I walk by myself all these hardships

on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
 
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but

John Waynes dead Ned Kelly got hanged 
Josephine said Napoleon ran out
Brynner don't smoke Judys in the bag
Heston is a joke Hudson's in drag
Did

King Skie
Skieeeeeee
I am the Bread of Life (That gives life–the Living Bread)
John 6:48 AMPC
I'm like the pizza man
I got the dough, I stay with

Shit... This another Klassix banger
Cooked By Con
Slap your momma in her fuckin' neck. Gang

Came for that bag now we running it up
Unless you got